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Jun 2015
Woodbine spillage
Into overgrown narrows
Butterfly wings unfold to rest,

Raw essence in parallel pattern
Settling on summer's searing breast,

Bare flesh
and forget-me-not promise
Always remembered and kept.
A few words for a few days of sun
Laniatus
Written by
Laniatus  Norfolk
(Norfolk)   
642
   Orson and Chris
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