she had become wild and overgrown,
like creeping ivy,
and feral night creatures–
like neglected velvet roses
and fierce northern winds
Wild
she had become wild and overgrown,
like creeping ivy,
and feral night creatures–
like neglected velvet roses
and fierce northern winds
spanishwoods 
love and love this poem!
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Thank you so much.
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Love the imagery! I look forward to your words daily sylvia.
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Thank you Jodi. You are so sweet.
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Awesome!
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The word abandon seems to fit.
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