Abstract in Rust XIX

a summer wind caress
of calligraphic love
on skin
thirsting
for its touch

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4 thoughts on “Abstract in Rust XIX

  1. When copper surges to turn gold/ spurred by alchemist’s chants/ only the soft breeze & delicate filigree/ survive to tell of metamorphosis

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