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Mar 2017
tree your bough is resplendent
with the delight
that taunts me so
I espy her as she grows
my eyes are transfixed
by her glowing complexion
days go too long
quell my waiting pangs
coiled are my feelings
her essence appealing
to the taste buds
provoking her skin is smooth
and a flesh so succulent
bring her to maturity
she drives me mad with insanity
ripening to her full perfection
of purity
longing my heart strings
fracture
wanting the reward
ready to pick
the mouth exhausts
to caress her fruit
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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