Monday, December 22, 2008

...a warming red...

inched in bit

by bit a little

sitting and sipping

whispering little

magics into ears

and buds     

tongues and tastings

infused in 

and of fruits 

of this ground

this earth

this earthy

first sip and this 

aromatic/erotic dance

simple yet torrid

unbruised yet handled

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