you are my little vase
October skies in your glass
I am a broken dandelion
abandoned by the promise of spring,
my stem reaches for the twilight water
in your cupped hands
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dflore wrote:you are my little vase
October skies in your glass
I am a broken dandelion
abandoned by the promise of spring,
my stem reaches for the twilight water
in your cupped hands
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