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Apr 2017
The black lace tree,
like some seductive lover,
caresses the gray sky
running its fingers through the softness.

The sky first holds its breath
in surprise, then
heaves a passionate sigh
as the tree trembles with joy.
Mary-Eliz
Written by
Mary-Eliz  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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