Saturday, March 6, 2010

my pit-perfect


Eva Rivas - Apricot Stone



my pit-perfect,
golden delight,

smoothest cheeks,

when prepared
you are known
to blush--

bright red,
rosy-ripe, sweet
and tart.

softer to touch
than a plump
Atlantan;

orchard grown; tawny port
and cedar. candied fruit
and nutmeg

tastes—
essential
and ancestral;

palm-warmed brandy
for my forlorn
soul—

heaven
sent; heavenly
scent.


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