LOVE – freely adapted from a poem by Emily Dickinson

Come slowly Eden.

Lips unused to thee – bashful sip thy Jasmine’s as the loving bee.

Reaching late her flower, round her chamber hums, counts her nectar –

Enters and is lost in Balms.

Enjoy

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