Loving Her

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The Romantic Bard

she bloomed supple

as her breaths slipped

precious, between

the silk and the linen...

twisting maroon and white fabric

while waterfalls fed

the raging current.



the choir sang duet

soft vibrato, staccato

then crescendo

slowing flame to ember

while night winds

played soft their tunes

and whispers swept souls

to sweet sleep.

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