Royal Wanderings
The skin on thighs is cracked.
And what's below, don't look, from the heat, running and dust.
From wandering .
Once royal fabrics
Evaporated ,
Are eaten away by time in search .
Copyright © Mari Bond | Year Posted 2022
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