Winterscore ©
Saturday, December 9, 2017
You are the crepe myrtle
You are the crepe myrtle
And the amaryllis
The orchid, paper whites
The flowers within us
A beauty profusion
Out of step, out of place
Like the melody found
In the pause, in the space
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