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Too much beauty blinds the mind
Dream 'rapt and soul shattered/
Universe burns with haunted ardors in her eyes
No pat answers no safe harbors/otherworldly skies
Seminal cloudbursts of native art/sepia deserts bloom
Ochre. flowers reflecting sunlight in delicate rain
Quizzical anomalies skirt her satin vortex there
Is a question deep in mystery rhyming riddles through her hair~§~



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-11-01 at 19:38

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