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the beauty you reflect
You rose from me, exploding
With three o'clock sunlight.
Oh, incubation!
I scarcely breathed.
You grow from me, dazzling
With morning softness
And peacock pride
And I swell and smile
At the beauty you reflect
On me and the sunset
You will paint in the waiting sky.
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original
12 x 8"
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20 x 16"
sold
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