Origami

White wings fly from fingertips. A white swan held up to the sun illumines the eye. Paper flowers velum vanilla perfumed. Cupped hands flowering in the air. Almost weightless, almost real, almost living, when in the hand fluttering or blooming.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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