“warmed to the restorative charms of Esther’s caring hands.
And here you sit, a fresh coat, the colour of vanilla candlewax,
knots like thumbprints, standing proud to the grain –
with silver trinkets and kings and queens for company”
A little revision to Natures Slave from the Angelspit collection
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