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Fresh-cut blushing

by Mainon A Schwartz

An odd homage, creeping
Under my skin like a flush
Made of bursting capillaries.
My face blossoms under your gaze
Like a hothouse bloom, suddenly
Discovering that it's far too warm
To remain shrouded in immaturity.


Posted on 07/17/2003
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