Tag: citrinitas
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Yellow Rose
She grows that garden rose Grows without control Sweet smells climb up my nose Everything goes on under my nose Without my knowing. She is a rose Her billowing robe flows like abundant sap Chinese female gold, her dress is yellow orpiment Her shift in yellow also, gem of the orchard She is a scorching…
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Citrinitas
Yellow as a bellow’s charge Nothing mellow about it Aggressively bright, solar redolent Blindness conferrer and ultimate pedant It awaits reddening, his readied admixes remedies of maladies Along the axes of nameless stars plots quare voyages His applicants are highborn, autarchs of rare import, extinct vintage Light and not unlike a bowl of cocaine, strained…
Alchemisland 