Saturday, November 24, 2007

Queen Protea

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Something fresh. I like his sense of style.

Queen Protea

I walk with you in my mind
through fields of flowers strange to me,
that I must ask you to tell me their names.
You smile and pluck for me
a white blossom, speckled with green and gold and
a colour I had not seen before
and whisper things to me
unrelated to my question
but that sustain me in my sense of wonder
at flowers I had never seen
or smelled or touched or
lay amongst, making love, before.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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