Lost in my thoughts

​Standing there
in the morning cold.
I thought to make
something of the day.
No thoughts of age or death.
Or the storm-wind
that sometimes comes.
So, I bought some flowers
and flirted with the streets.
Shifting to another place,
and another time.
The story of a sunset glow.
And a love that washed over
a canopy of heaven.

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