Just To Her

Just To Her

A Poem by ɴᴏɪʀ ネス

See It, Smell It, On the tip of your tongue
Yearn
The colors blend and spiral
Five were promising
Five were failures
Royalty and Gold
Blue washing over
What palette am I?
Hers at the very least

© 2026 ɴᴏɪʀ ネス


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Added on January 13, 2026
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ɴᴏɪʀ ネス
ɴᴏɪʀ ネス

NYC, NY



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