To A Night White Calla Lily
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Sandra Feldman
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I touch you delicately,
In the silent somberness of my lonely night,
Carefully, with amour,
As not to blemish the purity of white,
I feel your perfect flower,
No petals, just a cornucopia of beauty and delight,
The shape of a Modigliani ballet dancer,
So white, in the blackness of the lonely night.
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