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Heather Mirassou Feb 2015
Embroidered ivory mountains

flowing tipped waterfalls

and melodious violet fields.

A thousand madrigals

and fragrant Myrtle groves.

The rivers and streams

sing sweet rapture


As the celestial hidden skies

hover Venus charms

and quivering goddess sighs.

— The End —