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Ode
Organic curve in perfect tandom line,
In lift and swirl, a calla lily’s smile,
Like Luna’s bulb that Nouveau clouds would hide.
With subtle shape that Mucha’s work implies,
But only god and goddess this design.
A night that spends in warmest morning’s rise,
The first dawn kiss that full sleep’s wait imbibes;
She gives such pleasing gaze in our review,
With searching eyes, this form I would consume;
The length of stem to flower’s head pursue.
And from this gain, she covers all in dew,
This finest grace that shows itself in you.
In lift and swirl, a calla lily’s smile,
Like Luna’s bulb that Nouveau clouds would hide.
With subtle shape that Mucha’s work implies,
But only god and goddess this design.
A night that spends in warmest morning’s rise,
The first dawn kiss that full sleep’s wait imbibes;
She gives such pleasing gaze in our review,
With searching eyes, this form I would consume;
The length of stem to flower’s head pursue.
And from this gain, she covers all in dew,
This finest grace that shows itself in you.
Published 7th Oct 2017
| Edited 8th Oct 2017
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Thomas, most loveliest cadence of such a night that reminds me how learning to do more formulaic through your example got me to suddenly grow and evolve from the discipline of it to find I was also teaching you the same, thus opening us both up to exchange each other's art of boldest expression, avoiding redundancy & stereotype. This piece takes me back to the beginning of hearing your poetic voice for the first time. Only now, reaching headier heights. ~~Jadey
