And she was
watching
waiting
feathers on the water
wing lifting
streamers on the rail
Drinking tea
with honey
that matched her
hair
Under a colts-tail sky
and sun from a waning moon
And she was
watching
waiting
feathers on the water
wing lifting
streamers on the rail
Drinking tea
with honey
that matched her
hair
Under a colts-tail sky
and sun from a waning moon
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