(for a love now irrecoverable)
These circles of knowing
and portrayal,
have with eye-lid closed
and open
surveyed the to-be-seen
and hidden
and behind the un-revealing blankness
of gaze
there is temper
and healing.
It is a whip -- you lashes
and a fan that births indescribable perfumes.
Heaven Scent, I believe it is called.
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and portrayal,
have with eye-lid closed
and open
surveyed the to-be-seen
and hidden
and behind the un-revealing blankness
of gaze
there is temper
and healing.
It is a whip -- you lashes
and a fan that births indescribable perfumes.
Heaven Scent, I believe it is called.
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