Emily at gardenA Poem by Wayfaring stranger
Inhalation of moisture
Shining liquids On naked skin of Gentian-Imperial Unification of four ellements Colors of wild-calm-sphere Resting scents In between open blossoms Unique-diversity Empty endless fields Infinity of ashes Shapes of memories In losing imaginations Wet hands are in moisture soil Holding prosperity Open-rose Sweet petals of closing © 2019 Wayfaring strangerReviews
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