Where do you drag me...

a fruitful little blossom

arguing how hot the apples are

Not as hot as they'll get.  Great little write down to the core. :)

Ahhh, Pishashee, luv ~ :-*

This is utterly wonderful!

I would love to live love
in my lover's garden

I think I could lose myself in this beginning snippet of the first alone, luv. :-*

Glorious!

That's the part I love too!   Its so sweet to see you, Savaja :)

lmao!!

I love all your poetry and I especially enjoy your quirky poems, you're all natural baby girl!!!
Enjoyed this tremendously Pish!
Zazzles ")

I just love Zazzles :)  Thank you so much.

I enjoyed this little bit. Especially the part about the hot apples. The little things that give life three dimensions.

pretty maids all in a row

Reita, I love this! ~~arguing how hot the apples are. ~~ damn i wish i had written that line, such beautiful imagery throughout this little gem.

the garden's serenity, of course. but the title suggests being taken elsewhere, by force. you give us the metaphysical to ponder...

your heart is disuguised as a pen.  beautiful. love the ending.  reminds me of william carlos williams poems.

Oh how I love him!  Thank you so much. :) I'm humbled by your comment.  

poem.


love. poem.

intense.

expression.