Soft Voyageur Poem by Wamii Flyer

Soft Voyageur

Rosy fingertips
Thorns at the hips
Carved out of marble
Arousing a desire so carnal

A frame painted oh-so rosewood red
Emitting a terrifying dread
Rain disrupts the grandeur scene
Puddles of gloomy teal green

''Mon Dieu, la solution est la roue des couleurs.''

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