the licking and lapping of a pomegranate -
a crimson yearning for the condensation
of the morning dew
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I hear the twinkle of the star as the light speeds by... this is quality craftmanship whereby the splitting of taxonomy from nomenclature echoes from the highest penetration...10 from me
Tonight, this lucky soul discovered your poetry and it is so much more than just enough. Thank you for this absolutely enchanting and beautiful write.