Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Lemon-flavored Night

The half-moon lemon
Sweetens on the tip of my tongue
Tangy, free
Like summer’s heaven
A sparkling mystic love song
The flaws
In noon day’s sun
Are much less vivid now
As dawn
And dusk become one
In muted moonlight’s glow
I sip
The bloom-scented sigh
Of midnights laughing breeze
Nectar from the sky
Pouring through the trees
Flavored summer
From a white cup unrestrained
I lift my hands up
To catch the warm summer rain

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Janet Martin

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