Friday, January 21, 2011

Satisfaction

Juicy green orbs
gush
sweet obsession.

Thick dark
creamy squares
produce trance.

Crunchy
hot bites
ski down
saucy slope.

Whipped cream
yields stiff
architecture.

Lemon flower
belies
zesty arrival.

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