Savoring a Succulent Season
A poem for summer
A poem for summer
The world is blooming, ripening
Dew drops cling to tender leaves
And slide sensuously down to soak the soil
Where seeds once rested, dreaming
The hem of a gown turns dark and wet
Weighted down on the garden walk
The heat shimmers at this early hour
Savored peach now sweet and streaming
Juices run down neck and …
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