by Tracie
Nichols (2016)
rich scent of
coffee
distant
chickadee glee
yellow leaves
against
mother-of-pearl
sky
and my heart
all scars and exquisiteness
beguiled by morning
cascades into
love
all over
again

by Tracie
Nichols (2016)
rich scent of
coffee
distant
chickadee glee
yellow leaves
against
mother-of-pearl
sky
and my heart
all scars and exquisiteness
beguiled by morning
cascades into
love
all over
again

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