September 27, 2007
Alas, thy soul is not content
contingent to this reticence.
From where the heart of seedling grow
bright daffodil upon the snow.

And behold! The blustery bays,
power from the ocean stays.
Moisten breath upon the nape
peeling from the freshest grape.

Orange squirt and lemon swirl,
Silken hair upon the girl.
Innocence upon the brim.
Dare to dig much deeper in?

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