full-bellied crickets

when the Air hangs heavy with Winter's frozen memories,

a wish for that sweet aether;

no tears to relieve, lest

Aphrodite's weep devour Minerva's secret smile; 

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full-bellied crickets, 

portents in Song,
serenade the Day-

 if we dare succumb,

wait not for Night to lull us