a flower does not talk
. . . and yet
this
fragrance
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my shrinking life
I never did own
a
little black book
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bee sting ––
I thought I knew you
better
than that
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at home
snuggling in bed
with
the wrong book
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old wooden bridge
how you keep me
hanging
on
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