Nihil NoviA Poem by A.A.Romanczuk
Soon the regal crocus shall insist upon the birth of Spring
The season of calla lilies windswept in waltz draws near You no longer touch my cheek and think "beautiful" I could stand before you as the first woman once stood Clothed in the confines of skin It would be wasted upon you Nihil novi
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