her poetry is wonderful.
all sixty two lines of it,
centered and aligned in a
symmetrical
fashion upon the page.
a delight for the eyes.
there may even be a hint
of perfume in the ink.
printed on pink paper.
it is light as a feather,
whimsical and flowing.
clearly a master of calligraphy.
a slight breeze would
blow it out of my hands
and into the sky
if it I didn't hold on
to it tightly. whoops.
there it goes, as I
wave goodbye.
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