Prompt:
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Chimera
My brain has turned into rust-saffron dust, dizzy from
this pipe dream love. Each thought, a tendril of
imagination that matches the slender curl of your
impossible hair.

Today’s prompt is from Read Write Poem member Catherine who provided the contents for today’s prompt, a Wordle.
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Chimera
My brain has turned into rust-saffron dust, dizzy from
this pipe dream love. Each thought, a tendril of
imagination that matches the slender curl of your
impossible hair.

Great title. A powerful short verse.
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