Fruit Of The Tree
And there is this moment
of thousand petaled moments
brilliantly veiled obsidian sights
ageless of ether
impermeable aethers
breaching space splayed
petals' rude sand grain swayed
let us bite the pomegranate's pollinate
savour lush fruit blushing ripe pregnant night
let it lend us to stealing
gleefully squealing
lavishly laughing
ultraviolet's limelight
let us bite the pomegranate's pollinate
savour lush fruit blushing ripe pregnant night
let us sift unforgiving
bending the barring
sow resplendence
breathe musk sweet dusk bright
But there is this moment
of precious petaled moments
delicious viscous
audacious auspicious
so let us bathe in abandon
sublimest defiance
and fashion our fortunes
with dawning delights
Randy Resh 2012
Veux Magazine,2012
poem by Randy Resh
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