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Periwinkle Days

So soft the blue-gray periwinkle light soft as a baby’s breath it enters through the sheers the blue-gray comforter of rain’s delight periwinkle mirth, periwinkle myrtle light which laps the shore of night gently rousing the retired dreamers rousing with the cheek of infantile day with the hopes that slumber lost will simply stay the cheek so rouge and warm displays of infantile needs is born the suckling light of day.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/18/2012 8:28:00 AM
A lovely play witih light .. enjoyed this.
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