Night And Day Poem by Steven Federle

Night And Day



Day and night the west
winds rise to the golden
edge, the threshold of sight.

I rise and fall and begin again
‘til at last I decline
into darkness of same.

Hot summer draws out spare
winter’s chill; my days flow
over, my life over-fills

‘til will forsaken, naked and
chaste, at last I gaze
on your pure, living face.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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