season of change

Kind wind, scent of Spring
travels still extending
Tingle of choice
bound up in change
Colours mingle, edge into
mauves and teals, wisps of shade
and Sun, duality descending
Eyes alert beneath flirtatious
flutter,
puppy-beg for Summer,
whining to get out to play,
to burn kinetic
With breath of flame,
to weld
a tight, unyielding hinge
Swinging door
to untested vistas
carries with its motion
changing definitions of out and in
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