Bergamot
Have I not yet awoke,
since last I wandered bare,
in fields of bergamot and smoke,
and spring morning’s air,
blows a little more brilliant,
holding her prayer,
in my beloved's heart.
Copyright © Kate Davies | Year Posted 2024
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