Wisteria Sonnet
Wisteria blue and indigo sonnets against a saffron rose
Edge the clouds of my day
These moments of youth pursue
My inspired hues of clay
My renewed joy
Up above the sunset, where darkness soothes the heated streets
We sing forever in the holy mist of the pure and perfect Dove
Gathering in wonder
Forget the plunder, the push and shove
And remember the song we are suppose to live
Love
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