Sapphire
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Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2015
Sun has gone crimson
and sycamores have stopped to burn 
Sycamores, tossing in glee;
        hundreds of trees,
        thousand years old,
        straddle the road.
Road that I racing west,
Driving against memories.
Memories, swaying like breeze,
collide my car, vintage sapphire.
The way never slithers and swirls,
        it just goes straight, under
       the yellow velvet of quintuplets; 
       when sun is to be set,
       and clouds seeming to be 
       six months pregnant.
Flurrying to my fuzz,
leaves, with yellow hue, 
say that I have some dues;
to the faded pages, worn-out cover,
to the stolen raisins, to the seventeen,
to my dreams and to my nightmare, 
to the wind of western sapphire.
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