evening sun sets soft
inviting springtime new days
light a white candle
purify and cleanse the soul
the shifting time ignites us
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Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
evening sun sets soft
inviting springtime new days
light a white candle
purify and cleanse the soul
the shifting time ignites us
Liked this poem written in Tanka form? Read The Waves.