A Waitful Wait

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nectary honey flow in her hungry ears…
floral pollen glitters shadowing those worn-out eyezz…
blooming fragrance caressing her solitude ambiance..
silkened pink petals weaves warmth on her frozen skin…
hovering butterflies kissing her trembling lips…
buzzing bees singing melodies to drive her meloncholiezz…
dewy grass-beads cushioning her waiting cracked heels…
Would Nature Mother still extend this divine conspiracy …
To ease her aching beats and shivering hands…..
With his heart’s symphony and his embracing panacea….

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