Nov 2015
pouring through
the body, heavy as
night’s alabaster walls,
light as a dancer’s arabesque,
temporal,
unearthly,
the flowers of the dark.
the body, heavy as
night’s alabaster walls,
light as a dancer’s arabesque,
temporal,
unearthly,
the flowers of the dark.
(England)
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