JOCELYN
. THE RIVER DAUGHTER .
in her garden
with
JOCELYN
she is the spirit of this place
she is a smoke that lingers in my mouth
she is a drop that gets under my skin
she is the call of the bird in the tree
she is a leaf in a whirling eddy
she is the dappled light that graces the rocks
she is here…
I can feel her presence in every particle.
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