Tuesday, December 23, 2008

as a romantic fool might observe...

in her hair
the scent of incense
like all the hippies
churning.
The smell,
as if woven
into her clothes
was that
of woodsmoke
burning.
a ring
that was spun
of silver bright
was mounted upon her thumb.
and on her lips
was honey
mixed with burgundy rum.

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