Yellow Haze

The river with its never-ending patience

silently listens to the secrets

of the secretive moon

and bears the wrath

of the arrogant sun

only to lay eyes

on the yellow haze

enveloping the river and surroundings

in its melting warmth

 

The mild warmth,

a pleasure to the eyes and the skin,

survives only a few precious minutes

before vanishing in the breeze,

leaving curious eyes in a daze

to crave for its return

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