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May 2014
while
quick sprays
mist
juicy consumables
glisten  languidly
edible jewels
draw  my gaze
my hands reach out
aching for  their
***** flavors
implied feasts
dance wickedly
in my imagination
enticed by clever
marketing execs
and
the farmers
hard work
Shopping  for groceries in Randall's once  a few years back , I was  wandering through  the  produce section  when  the sound of rolling thunder   came out of nowhere .It was  dry  and warm   outside   ... I had only come in a few minutes   earlier.The misted fruit did it's job though, luring  me to buy some !
AprilDawn
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AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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   Mary Pear
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