I’ve lined my brow
with a pansy crown,
blue petals brushing
my temples, whispering
of lips that taste of hibiscus
with each gentle breeze

 


Title: William Shakespeare, Hamlet (c. 1600-1602), Act IV, scene 5, line 176.

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