Persimmons in the morning

Persimmons
dripped from
dry branches

Soft orange
flesh embraced
the hidden pit

Wax skin
glistened
in sun

Do you
remember
me silently
walking past

While your
round body
awaited
my hand

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By | 2017-05-02T12:59:55+00:00 August 18th, 2012|