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rollout window in the loft of a garden suite (06/10/2024)
a loft
somewhere
sweetly scented
as the morning dew draws up
and out
lithe against valleys
hung low
loping chariots
phantom fingers in grass
long and sweetlike lovers waving
in the wheat.
it looks like rain again tonight
hues heavy on the bay
but my heart will stay sated
thru the gold nestled in your eyelashes
and I stop breathing,
hoping it can be forever
to w...
Monday 10th June 2024 6:14 pm
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