Wind-Mills
Unless you yet have not caught up,
............................................ your Rosinanty,
Unless you wish by, the plaintive rivers
...............................................too to Dulcinea...
Look behind, all wind-mills twisting -
......................................the breathing Pans-y,
But nice bouquet of camomiles...
..................................... eaten by its Donkey...
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Enchanting imagery. Your style is unique and entirely your own. 10, for you. Love, Sandra