Night Shift

Anxiously I await the dawn
For its burning sienna glow
Is my release
Choked in black, burgundy and plaid
I exhale steam

This midnight blue canvas
Beautifully silent; its language caught
In blowing leaves and rustling trees
Branches reaching out
To me

 

–LM

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