The sun spun miles of golden yarn
That stretched into an obscured distance
The earth gave off an exudation
That blurred the eye and weakened the senses
World class imagery as always, Leonard. My hat is off to you. Warmest regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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