who's writing herself
ardent with lavender.
I sit in the attic
watching the road
writing the lady
who's writing herself
ardent with lavender
to change the world
by seeking the world
around and faraway.
Lady lavender
Twain in unity eternally
Unique mirroring herself
Without a mirror
Abounding in one
Destined to the absolute constellation
In lavender.
28 june
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