Islands of wildflowers carpet the meadows
japanese bloodgrass..bleeding with hue
the fog in the morn curtseys to the sun
beneath lovely skies of cobalt blue
taste of honey dew fresh upon moist lips
succulent as her lover in the night
savoring each bite of honey dew melon
as her lover savored her in moonlight
french vanilla coffee filled to the brim
steamy as her shower..lathering with him
her tongue gently stirs within the cup
thinking of his words.."honey ease up"
Islands of wildflowers carpet the meadows
she ravishes her coffee.. and then swallows

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