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Josas
Wandering beyond the city aureole
where I can abandon my thoughts
and spend autumn nights
watching tawny leaves speckle
the reflections in a river.
Lost inbetween
the patterned brick mansions
like a spectral invader
reminded of antiquity
and the post-war masquerader.
Jouy en Josas -
I follow your ivied walls
into the pastel labyrinth
and over the silent rail.
It's witching hour near the bouleaus
where mystic breezes sail.
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where I can abandon my thoughts
and spend autumn nights
watching tawny leaves speckle
the reflections in a river.
Lost inbetween
the patterned brick mansions
like a spectral invader
reminded of antiquity
and the post-war masquerader.
Jouy en Josas -
I follow your ivied walls
into the pastel labyrinth
and over the silent rail.
It's witching hour near the bouleaus
where mystic breezes sail.
#writco #WritcoQuote #poetry
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