Belong to me
As a precision cut gem
Hounding instinct
You are indeed not whole
Perplex is your stare
Strongest magnetism ‘
‘Neath the corners of poised eyes
Natural as morning mist
Layering the highest of mountainous peak
Submissive to your own joy
Haste of evanesced drops
Belong to me
(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2022.
tinythoughtspoetry 
Brilliantly ❣️
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Thank you very much.
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You are most welcome ❤️
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Beautiful lines! Well shared 😊👌
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Thank you so very much.
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It’s pleasure of mine stay blessed 🤗🥰
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Monica, the images come full circle as the verses end as they began. Only a Master craftsman can create elements as magnificent as these.
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Thank you very much for your kind words… Glad you liked it.
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Beautifully penned ❤
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Thank you, LaDonna… 😊
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