Little Things

She seeks secrets
in his burnt senna eyes
bamboo whispers

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Half a lemon
amber tea
sleeping dog
a rose
and you

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Cinnamon
chilli, cumin
coriander
gently heated
glowing golds

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With a clear gaze
he offers diamond rings
a deceased estate

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my compassion
his violin
I notice

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He brings lists
acrid samples
for conversation

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