The Choice

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A choice
faces
two distances,
one
far-reaching,
while the other
stems
in
shorter
steps,
almost too forward
and leaning
to
matter. A choice,
as
we
have learned,
is
filled
with
hopes, dreams,
and
the stuff of
decisions
that
are made
in
between the
love that dictates
our
moves,
to
yet again,
another
choice
we make together.
The choice
we have
exists
in
the layers we
drive into
our paths,
and
we’ve
just started
so
don’t move
too
far
ahead of
me.

M.C. Davis

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The Lightest Hue

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Autumn
steers her way
toward
the hills,
and
with every moment,
she
gets to be fierce,
unstoppable,
and
with
enough poetry
to
please
the Gods.
She’s
layered with
a fullness,
characterized in
the
simple moments
of
yesteryear.
She’s
the
lightest hue,
and
the
volume
is just
fine,
as she echoes
her
charter
towards
my heart.

M.C. Davis