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By ~Harem~ Date: 2001 Aug 14 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.14.10.33.112]] |
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We grew lilacs in the garden as I was growing up soft lavendar, pink and white ones Clusters full, popping and firm fragrant only in the morning dew Walking after waking lilac scent filled the air nature's spray of morning perfume so faint, so pale, so fair so perfect, profound, and pure perfectly suited to me Not obvious not accepted nor shouting in a crowd so barely even noticed hidden neath a shroud breathe deeply into morning air while dew is still around smell me in the lilac's breeze so faint, yet can be found ~ |