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All my images - including base, evolutions and final results - poetry and songs are prohibited from commercial use by others.
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Golden Pistil
She stands in bloom,
bathed in ancient amber light,
a vessel of longing
held taut between silence and surrender.
A single drop—
not yet taken,
not yet touched—
glistens at the edge of becoming,
a golden promise
pressed against the hush of petals.
Time folds inward.
The air listens.
And in that stillness,
she waits—
drawn open with wanting,
a shimmer held
just before reception.
With love, © Aífe