Back, perhaps by popular demand,
Once again, shall my pen turn rainward,
To wash away one desire;
To cleanse its paper palette,
Making way for others quite the opposite,
Although every bit as lovely.
Back, perhaps by popular demand,
Once again, shall my pen turn rainward,
To wash away one desire;
To cleanse its paper palette,
Making way for others quite the opposite,
Although every bit as lovely.
This is a lovely little piece, dear.
I enjoy the balance of it and it’s form.
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This is an odd I think. Western style, as one reader pointed out, I believe.
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