She is ecstasy

She is ecstacy

Everything scented with mint

Effervescent autumnal humanity

Remembering colors her eyes blue

The well-healed soul laughs the loudest

And the room turns its gazes and morning smiles

Her step – nearly running – she has no time to linger in the past

Where are you going?

I am already here!

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