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Hidden Blossom
A poem
May 18, 2021

Her beauty was ever present
Lilac tassels curved
And small sways
Even in a light soul wind
Her inner red compass
Showed a calm demeanour
No drama to be told
Even in the midst of frost dimes
Blissfully I accept her scent
Like lavender mixed
With the tangerine tight rope
Those stems that ooze
The milk dust
Not of today
But verbal passions
That faint and glide
A measure of her beauty
Written in the elegance of she
George Odarquaye Lamptey