and a numbered beauty
lapses at the wind,
chortles with the
branches of a tree,
giggles,
plays shadow dance
with a dead kite,
cajoles affection
from falling leaves,
and knows four
other things.
One is the color
of your hair.
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and a numbered beauty lapses at the wind, chortles with the branches of a tree, giggles, plays shadow dance with a dead kite, cajoles affection from falling leaves, and knows four other things. One is the color of your hair.