Sunday, May 5, 2013

Pear


I ate an asian pear this evening
bit into it in the bathroom
unable to wait to do things properly
the scent of rose
as I washed it under faucet
saying vespers that you're blessed
healed and whole
juice and crisp satisfaction
sole owner of that bliss
you introduced me to
sense of humor and timing
I valued in you
skillful in your craft
unable I was, to offer a life raft
years have passed, four
and my memories blur
but I was a different girl back then
and the woman I am today
has different friends.


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