Saigon Cinnamon
You are something
Beyond classification or description.
Something sensory.
Something
Warm, sweet,
Rich, dark,
Smoke and fire,
Softened spice,
Sugared rust,
Dusted copper,
Wood, bark,
Like you grew from the ground
Or were mined from the red earth.
Just like Saigon Cinnamon.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2018
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