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by - Mr. Darcy
Oh, those hazel irises...
are the husks of aged
earthen oaks I spend
the winter days
longing to touch,
^ I like this stanza. Specially the feeling of longing that evokes. Hazel feels warm.
First of all I am happy this is nomintaef, what a wonderful write!!
A beautiful piece about the colour hazel and so well written as usual old chap:)
by Zia Mikaela
This is so beautiful! Keep it up!