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Perfume

   
The morning speaks in ocean words,  
In scents of blue lupines and waves,  
As if you found me in the night,  
And in my bed you sought your rest.  
   
To find you nestled, waking there,
And taste the universe’s birth.
Written by Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Published | Edited 10th Aug 2017
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