Early Spring by the Sea

Still blue with cold you are
As winter lingers
Upon your shores and
Upon my shoulders

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Roofs glow gray in the rain
And empty buildings
Await their dwellers,
Warm like the summer

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Plain faces, pale as spring
Seem starved for feelings
To help them blossom
To give new meanings

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To the most ancient rhythm
Of changing cycles,
And closing circles
Of dreams and failures