Thursday, May 29, 2014

Acme

               Image By Owen Lloyd (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Acme

The odoriferous redwood forest after rain
Smokey cats' suede paw pads on my fingertips
The pitch of a baby's boisterous belly laugh
Sweet watermelon sunny slurping smiles
This poem reflected in your eyes...

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