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Essence of Life
I think of him,
and I smell the
persimmon,
and the peppermint.
Memories in action
of what was done
in the moments,
craving the taste,
The goodness;
whatnots of loving,
in the aroma
and prodding wildness.
I think of the sweetness
in the persuasion,
and the innocence
of life’s pure essence.
and I smell the
persimmon,
and the peppermint.
Memories in action
of what was done
in the moments,
craving the taste,
The goodness;
whatnots of loving,
in the aroma
and prodding wildness.
I think of the sweetness
in the persuasion,
and the innocence
of life’s pure essence.
Published 19th May 2014
| Edited 20th May 2014
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20th May 2014 2:00am
very mellow. reflecting on the fragrances, the tastes, the feelings. sexual intercourse for the pleasure, & the beginning of new life...
Very all to its own, catching the reader in its meaning like a sudden cool breeze in heat.
