You know what's more subtle
between your sweetest source
in interval of writing
and my forget-me-nots?
It is my deep attraction
to capture mystery.
To warm the moment's action:
flares - forever flee!
Lightness of airy frosting
in word - I'll not save up.
Just dedicate - it was so:
What to write, whom, and by
WhomFestively inspired,
as if I were a tool.
Wrenches and screw-nut hammers
Beaten by God and you!
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