She
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She
wrapped in ribbons of light
Oh, so sweet a smile
lit
those pistachios in fiery eyes
refilling the vessel of a soul
counting all strings plucked
in excited thrum -
a beating heart
paradise is never far, no
not for me
walked in her graceful dawn
with blooms that go on and on
beguiled by desire's call
She
Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer (1974) - She
Copyright © Quoth Theraven | Year Posted 2021
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