flow(er)
the crystal clear ice
carries blue beads away
petals in the snow
incense fills an empty room
heavy and torn to pieces the mind muses
following curling trails of smokeflow
a flower in your hair
- See: Poetry
:: note :: . . . time passes . . .
carries blue beads away
petals in the snow
incense fills an empty room
heavy and torn to pieces the mind muses
following curling trails of smokeflow
a flower in your hair
- See: Poetry
:: note :: . . . time passes . . .
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