Les Colombes Du Tenere
the sun begins to melt
from flaxen to canary~
from sangria to crimson
and blends into a warm kaleidoscope
that veils the serenity
in auburn delight
my heart hails to the prelude of
Les Colombes Du that fills the twilight air
as doves of Tenere take their flight
to search the soaring symphony
of a hundred angels humming
the melody of my heart
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JC Brul | Year Posted 2023
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