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Jan 2021
the morning sun
stitched along silk lines
of lavender & rose,
the zen-kissed stillness of
moss & late blossoms,
their perfume rises
to a breeze in her hair

from farther in her garden
he trembles as he watches
one flower near another,
the poetry of her beauty
catches in his chest

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 9, 2020
PorcelainTears
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PorcelainTears  100/F/soot-dark garden
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