Your Meadow's Face Poem by james watkin

Your Meadow's Face



Though rained, as wept down on
Of fair renown
This out-faces a mead for
Reflects your own.

Diving, kissably deep
Lost, fragrantly
Further gone I'd not wish it!
Nor honey bee!

Tuesday, March 7, 2023
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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