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whisperingquill

The greatest compliment I can give....

does not breathe
from this poetry I transude.

It resides in the reflection
staring back at your proprium,

for you are a animated prose you see;

these flowery tête-à-tête can not tingle
as a rara avis Grigori sustenance,

if you do not know
and cosset~

the chief constituent of your own

...chameleon shifting scintilla.

 

 

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  • Author: Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 19th, 2019 11:52
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 25
  • User favorite of this poem: Sunshinefalling.
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Comments2

  • sylviasearcher

    Good to see your words!
    And what a profound thing they speak.
    True of course but don’t tell anyone I admitted that!

    • whisperingquill

      Lips are sealed

      • sylviasearcher

        You took profound and made it exsquisite!
        You are a wizard of words!

      • Sunshinefalling

        Very beautiful



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