The scarlet of my lips
Curve into an amethyst smile
Amblygonite pushes smalt
Breathing nerves of gold

In opaline dreams
Fragrance of ancient framboise
Spill on muslin garbs 
Of roseate commitment
Poetry's sweet alyssum


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