My Beautiful Wildflower
How do you catch a song from a mermaids mouth, or the breeze upon a rainbow's arch; brighten the sun or grace the gods or color the clouds in a sunset sky?
Here are some of my weak attempts to capture pure poetry in motion: a woman who can be ultra-sophisticated and determined one instant, then impishly cheeky and kooky the next, but breathtakingly beautiful through it all.
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