Lost, but one
The hand touches as
grace upon the lips, softly.
Brush away vision
and present beauty unclasped.
Lay upon the bed of earth.
grace upon the lips, softly.
Brush away vision
and present beauty unclasped.
Lay upon the bed of earth.
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The grudge is undoing (poem for poet rally 39)
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