Baptise me in the first few
rays if summer.
If falling from grace is trecherous,
you always seemed to fall into it
perfectly.
You'd baske in it - like it's
all you've ever known.
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Blackberry Thistles ✓
Poetrypoems as delicate as the fruit itself, and as thought-provoking as the sour aftertaste. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2019 Kate H. > third place winner of the gem-mers awards poetry section 2020
