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Skin art

Great blooms
of gold, once 2
octaves shy
of extinction

your color
shouts over
its first
trepidations

but convention
heads south

shaken off
spectrum
into the
low tones
they go

with a bid
me farewell

along with my
Tony Maloney
and his rainbow
spumone

and Henry
the hastagging
romantic, stanzas
stacked, wooden
word soldiers

all, rear side
mirror viewed

now 
etched, wearing 

these leaf prints
and man
markings

...both of them 
gave me a season

sometimes
they inked
me with two

Copyright © Elsa Rosee

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