An Evening

Fluttering leaves of Aspen trees,
applause to the wind.

Ripples of water sparkle and flash.
Cigar smoke keeps the bugs at bay.

Memories of a girl, a long past love affair,
torrid and short.

A smoky room, mattress on the floor,
the smell of us.

Evening light with spirea in bloom
and shadows long upon the ground.

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