Orange circus

Peeling the oranges
when the blizzard is stuck at my windows
it is a way of defying the coldness, the stiffness

Orange is the heat of the summer
scorching my windows sill
Apricots’ caresses keep the storm away

Pain in my neck turns orange
Vision is blurred with flushes of thunder
The torment grub leaves no marks
In orange waters I drown

In the autumnal yolk
Orange gets sipped by the sunset
Winds bring aromas of sadness
Somewhere, on the other side of the planet
The oranges start the trip to my winter

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