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grace

so neatly polished, the tips
with grace, does she lay her hands
the rim of the cup, the residue and less full
with sunlight reflecting, then
reflective  thoughts,
would that be cream?
in her pitcher...?
just a thought...?
the black sleeve contrasting within...
a couple of more random thoughts...
balance, forms the frame...
a thought of those hands...
how she might grasp her spoon...
Written by mysticstones
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