After The Walk Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

After The Walk

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wings of the butterfly.
opened a puff of wind
the beauty is bewitching.

swellings on bones
after the walk. I am administering
gel of the horse chestnut.

the July sun
is tanning red,
and it is fleecing.

solar gap.
trees tired out are standing.
I lie under one.

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