blade pulling toward
the flesh of my thumb
sliding smoothly
leaving a trail of red
life blood of spring
one after another
until the bowl overflows
with wedges of sweetness
sacrificed to waiting lips
luscious bites of sunlight
staining with earth's power
succulent and bright
Thursday, April 29, 2010
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I like this one. I wanted to give it five stars but I don't see that widget tonight.
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