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Jasmine

November 12, 2015
By Lavender McCormick BRONZE, Sebastopol, California
Lavender McCormick BRONZE, Sebastopol, California
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On my toes,

lightly

I walked in damp, warm mud.

 

In my hand,

delicate 

Lay a sweetly scented bud.

 

The sky was dark

The air was thick

The night was live with sounds.

 

The stars were bleak

The wind was still

The vines stretched over grounds.

 

A perfume fit for the gods

Of sleep full earth 

And old night sky.

 

A moment without all end

Of colored hum

And sad moon cry.



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