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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Trinket, Trinket ... My Little Star

She is beauty incarnate
A “charm bracelet” anthropomorphic
Her eyes soothing sapphires
Lips yielding, coral in firelight
Golden haired, torrents of champagne
Upon shoulders of pearly moonstone
Flecked in summer by sunstone’s red gold
Her garnet heart beats ever gently
In rhythm with unsullied diamond soul
And we kiss, ‘midst the tinkle-tinkle of love

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