Wednesday, May 18, 2005



time with you is like a ripe fruit
pluck it from the vine
savor the flavor
don’t sour it, don’t let it fall
or taste before its time
it may not be your favorite
but it is one of mine
I savor the sweet glucose of its memory
long after I’ve licked the last juices
from my fingertips
delectable and dear
catch it falling from the vine
no five-second rule here


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