Sense and Susceptibility

 

 

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We are all tempted by a grand design…

Something of an imaginary kind…

Incense so zealous…yet, not ours to find.

A pungent temptress.

An oak’s sweetness…

A nutmeg sheltered in bitterness.

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After the hibernation, when frolic peppers the air.

It is there.

It is there.