Of Fresh Clover... Poem by florencia gomez

Of Fresh Clover...



A kiss that begins in the warm neck
Stops in the angle of the lips without time
Wait the nourishment that sprouts
In small drops of the nectar of its souls
Of its lover-hood
Of quiet feet under the calm water,
Transparent,
Balmy…..
With the open hands…..
Offering-itself in bunch
Of fresh clover….

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Wade Greenway 27 June 2006

Beautifully done...l ennoy being taken away.

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