A Cream In The Scoop - Poem by Antonio Liao
wise as maybe thou planted
yet! emptied for
other to grow, the ice in the making the
color of its dye
nothing has ever touch
the risen blooms
of the petal, for even the butterfly
the ground to its fully grown beautiful
look as its grow, the hyacinth touches
to flow, find the dew only the moist have
be comfortable the morning is gone...
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