Like a perfect little planet
the tiniest strawberry of ever & ever
sat in the universe
of your palm
us two
nothing but specks
(you in a blue dress)
in the middle of the hugest field
in the world
green as
Forever is.
“Eat it..! ”
you laugh
“...in one bite! ”
Offering me the little red planet
in the universe of your open hand.
I lap at it
licking up the taste of it
intensive as
the taste
of ever & ever is
the deliciousness
of your laughter
but the money
in the meter of memory
runs out
and the intenseness
of your laughter
delicious as
a little red planet
(the salty tang of your hand)
hides
once again
in the mystery of Time
My youngest daughter has a strawberry birthmark on her neck, and when she was a babe, I just wanted to taste her neck, and always remember that tiny birthmark which is now covered by her long hair....and now, you have offered that tiny space of memory for me. Thanks, love, for returning it to me this way. Scarlett
Such a gorgeous little offering from your universe. I lapped it up! Forgive me it was delicious. I can still taste the salty tang of your skin. What a beautiful world you have created in this perfect little piece. love Dee Dee
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I would like to translate this poem
This is a wonderful piece of writing. I suppose I could say that the line breaks do disturb the reading of the lines, but the beauty of the piece is so wonderful that I hate to push the point. Greenwolfe 1962