Dewberry Poem by Dr. Charles A Stone

Dewberry



Each luscious berry is a vowel,
ooh-ing and aah-ing
on the tip of my tongue,
shadowing my parted lips
with a purple-black sweetness
that lingers like a first kiss.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fruit,taste
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