Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Spring

A new season, a new heart.

Spring

Flames of desire lick me raw
A taste of bittersweet love in my soul
Hard felt emotions rock me
There's no silence in my heart


Chase me love to the ends
Time again and again
We play the fool some days
Wise beyond measure yet lost.

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