is a halved peach,
swelling of sugar, red
on your tongue, rain
We keep watch of summer fireflies
Flitting of orange red
Dazzling of lights, a symphony
Cloaking night with silk threads
Let's stay
under the stolen sky
twining
As two seed pods, marking
Time a bandit, for come sunrise
All too soon, we're parting
The above poem follows Robert Herrick's stanza form:
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x x x x x b
x x x x x x x c
x x x x x b
x d
x x x x x d
x c
x x x x x e
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x e
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