I don’t mind sharing the air with you,
Eyebright,
Or with you,
Feverfew.
So I’ll just rest in the Coxcomb here,
Like the lilies and mandrakes do,
Until the Ladybugs whisper
That it is safe to go home.
Then I’ll breathe a breath or two,
And then, I’ll surely go.
-jenn long
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