Mint and Blueberry Spell

a poem dressed as a spell

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Oh Mint in the east
A fresh rising star
Please take us away
To the furthest of Far!

The Blueberry haze
Please cover us all
Make sure we split
The body from soul.

The Rosemary hue
Put us in between
The worlds. So we
Can see the unseen.

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Anna L. Shtorm
No Crime in Rhymin’

My poetry is digital sorrow wrapped in overdressed rhymes. | Friends over Lovers is my debut poetry book available on → https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08F7P2H61