Wednesday, February 8, 2017


so there i was fondling the low hanging fruit,
imagining the pie i might make,
all the while thinking my hungry pursuit
might be the magic within mistake.

and just as i reached my hand out to cup
and pick the one i might try,
something above pulled my gaze up
in time to catch with my eye

the jujube my search would have missed
had not something drawn my gaze higher,
to bounce to my lips as if to be kissed,
so i did, thus starting the fire.

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