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Samantha is a lover of the mist:
An exotic orchid seen by very few.
Most stray along a path, content to view
A narrow swath of the glories that exist.
No one who sees Samantha soon forgets
The quiet dreaming of her careful words,
Her iconoclastic thoughts, like small, bright birds
Alight on thick, dark tangles of regrets.
Copyright: Nicholas Gordon |
