cider offers regrets of nocturnal autumns:
overripe replays of never accepted crushes
roam onto nearly ashen cerebral orchards,
openly negating apple cores of rumors-
never answered climates only ravage openly:
action coronates obligations, rivers outpouring nectars.
Monday, January 19, 2009
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This really resonates - not just the heady enjoyment of crushed fruits distilled, but also the crushing pains we all must endure.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
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