Affinity
One early autumn late afternoon
As I sat on a park bench
I glanced at my watch
Five o’clock
Suddenly, I thought of you
And when you told me
This was your favorite time of day
It seemed as though I could feel you
Pouring into me like amber hued honey
As the sun shone thru the trees
© Corinne Curico
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