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Tangerine Evening Song
Sing, tangerine evening breeze,
Verse of reflection composed,
Of long-bygone memories,
Whose tune only evening knows!
Croon of glowing sunsets of yesteryear,
Of lost words whispered in the ear of night;
Secret oaths once sworn in earnest desire
By poets enthralled to transient cheer,
Empowered to sing by some godly might
That fills the heavens with ensouling fire.
O radiant tether!
O undying endeavor!
Our souls whisper together
Of song now one with never.
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
~ Daniel F Mitchell |