Poem fractal

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0.047 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

The Good Little Girl

by A. A. Milne

1.1874 − 0.1534i

Drawing the boundary…

Heaven Scent

by Richard

1.1982 − 0.1995i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

The Good Little Girl

by A. A. Milne

It's funny how often they say to me, "Jane?
"Have you been a good girl?"
"Have you been a good girl?"
And when they have said it, they say it again,
"Have you been a good girl?"
"Have you been a good girl?"

I go to a party, I go out to tea,
I go to an aunt for a week at the sea,
I come back from school or from playing a game;
Wherever I come from, it's always the same:
"Well?
Have you been a good girl, Jane?"

It's always the end of the loveliest day:
"Have you been a good girl?"
"Have you been a good girl?"
I went to the Zoo, and they waited to say:
"Have you been a good girl?"
"Have you been a good girl?"

Well, what did they think that I went there to do?
And why should I want to be bad at the Zoo?
And should I be likely to say if I had?
So that's why it's funny of Mummy and Dad,
This asking and asking, in case I was bad,
"Well?
Have you been a good girl, Jane?"

Heaven Scent

by Richard

Hey love,
I know you’re away, but I’ve been thinking about you every single day.
There’s something so pure, so real about you,
and I wouldn’t change a thing.

You’ll be home soon, in three weeks, love,
Don’t wash away your natural charm.
No need for scents, just be yourself,
In your essence, I find my calm.

No need for perfume or sweet-scented soap,
Your essence alone gives me hope.

You’re my heaven scent, oh, pure and true,
Every breath I take is filled with you.
No fragrant oils, no floral disguise,
You’re perfect just as you, my love, arise.

While you're away, I get by fine,
The bed still smells of you each night.
I don’t change the sheets, I breathe you in,
Your presence lingers on my skin.

No need for perfume or sweet-scented soap,
Your essence alone gives me hope.

Remember Napoleon and Josephine,
A love so strong, no need to clean.
I’m your hero, you’re my queen,
In your arms, I find my dream.

No need for perfume or sweet-scented soap,
Your essence alone gives me hope.

In a world of make-believe, you’re my reality,
No pretence, just the scent of you and me.
Every touch, every kiss, so divine,
In your natural state, you’re always mine.

You’ll be home soon, my love, don’t wash away,
The essence of you, in my heart, will stay.
You’re my heaven scent, my heart’s decree,
Forever and always, just you and me.

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