Cherry Plum Wine

August 21, 2012 at 8:04 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Squeezing lingering succulence from sun’s evening bloom
our ripe orange fruit falls fragrantly, dripping juice
licked in sinuous strings from stinging fingers.

Language of late summer bounty streaming between us
sipped ginger whets autumnal anticipation
whilst we reap sweet nectar, wild and stolen.

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7 Comments

  1. letterfrombritain said,

    Beautiful πŸ™‚

  2. PJ Girl said,

    Mmm… what a delicious picture πŸ™‚

  3. Richard Ankers said,

    That was incredibly evocative from start to finish πŸ™‚

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