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You did not see her waist, but I did
It’s the rareness of water
in a vastness of sand
as beautiful as the smell of rain
that breaks a spell of drought.

You did not see her legs, but I did
they were like tall windows in June
the graceful parting of silk curtains
revealing hills and summer trees.


Tolu Akinyemi (Poetolu) – 2023

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