The very of it trebling with each rain equals
Immersion's cool possessive else
Approached from embouchure I guess
Unless the terra cotta holds us twinned apart from garden
Manifold impartings lessen steep curves of daylight
Also rising even as I watch and hear the breath of you
This morning
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2 comments:
this is lovely
thanks
~jenn
Thank you very much, Jenn and Michael. Most welcome comments.
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