the road...the carrier...

The road like a silent summer noon
Slept before me...and the city bred trees crooned...
To make the road sleep...

The sun like the expatriate
Over the sleepy road fret...
For time has him ordained
A few hours only to lay his red kisses faint
On the road...slender...destined
To flow surely towards the horizontal sky...

The red passionate dying solar streaks
Where the silent sleepy road meet
Lay probably awesome memories
For the road to carry them forward to where evening breeze
Had already set up lovely tales of fanciful flight...
Where the city brims over glittering magnesium lights...

Thus the road now sleepy summer noon
Carry the love of the sun dying a bit soon...
To the place where it could bloom...
To where it could surely bloom...

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