A poem for my black swan

inktuition black swanA sight of you is rare: a flicker of fleeting soul

that’s dark and deep and draws my lens.


A sense of you is precious: a layer of feather

in a pond of green and white and beak and pen.


A feel for you is magic: a glimpse of shadow

connecting to a light

that shines somewhere within.

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