suitcase poem XII
cool attraction
scent of moist soil
where sipping espresso
leaf song
language of bark
clip clop on cobbles
conversation alights on ledge
shaking twigs from tresses
vast upper bower
candlelight against white wall
stories caught in folds of curtain
sealed landscape
byway for delivery
what footprints
an intended exchange
eyes lock across aisle
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