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Seasonal Madness
the type of kiss
that condenses oceanic breezes into squalls
leaves me tangled in fitful sleeplessness
I cannot admit
the howls and whispers
reveal my intent
yours is the heat
that feeds upon you and me
devouring us
leaving only thirst
it will pass, like all storms
arbitrarily
leaving us drenched and drained
an unearned calm
arrested by
the weather we evaded
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Shared with Imaginary Garden with Real Toads The Tuesday Platform, Imagined By Vivian Zems .
I was inspired by my friend trE’s poem, Seasonal Sadness. If you enjoyed reading mine, you should pay her a visit as well.
Hephaestus’ Waste & Cosmic Rubble 
It’s such a beautifully crafted poem, Barry. I’m honored that you were inspired by mine.
*big hugs*
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trE, I’m constantly inspired by your eloquent words. 🙂
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*big hugs*
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I enjoyed this write, Barry. It’s rather visceral in descriptions – from the kiss to howls/whispers and the devouring. I also read the one that inspired you. Great job!
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Than you. I’m glad you enjoyed it. You are a talented writer! I checked out some of your poems. I’m a fan. 🙂
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Awww, thanks Barry!
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Nice, well written, I enjoyed the read.
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A beauty!!!
Pat
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Thanks. 😊
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