Sprang Back.

Bangled, brassy, bold. Swoon,
It’s arrived, and now
It’s all different.
Catalepsy marked us, our eyelids drooped, the facial
Muscles were all slack. Quickened we are
By the return, it’s coming back.
One half would want to remonstrate,
The other, to laugh, and rain kisses
You were so long gone,
And yet,
Here you are.

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