From The Desk Of (04) Poem by Genevieve Surrender
From The Desk Of (04)
Rating: ★5.0
From the desk of
a dear man's muse:
Women
are like apples.
They bruise easilly,
even if you can't see it
on the outside.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
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4/25/2024 4:45:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this but think you should leave this off - 'And neither you nor the apple know what's happened' You see, we do know how and why we bruise. We just don't say much about it.