Constant Gardener
I run the gravel
path to sanctuary.
Consent tacit.
General diversion.
I have a mantle.
Garden wanderer.
The out is abdication.
The fringe over
her shoulder.
For me here
ministration of lovers.
The recall bold. The night stalk burn up under extremes. Fringe fascination, shadow man. Endear benefactor. Wine and warmt...
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