Amulet

Amulet That amulet. Where is it? Held so innocently, Found innocuously Where another Before had Cruelly misplaced it. Silver chain Links broken. Craftsman’s pain Of setting emerald And ruby, Affixed to small Golden links. Once around A fragile wrist Who tenderly Handled it. Musk of Old cigars Trapped To the bracelet. Dredged from In betweenContinue reading “Amulet”

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