once upon an artichoke daydream
the mixture for a salad of life
tossed into a savory dressing
lifts the spirits to good taste
into the forks of lovers
at the start of a relationship
mingling the artichoke
with the lime essence
a new found bliss
in a fine crystal salad bowl
twinkling the forever spark
in the most delicate mix
called LOVE
A contest entry
- How Green is my Valley by NurseChilly.
440 points, ended August 24, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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yes.. a delicate desire it is... yes
heady summer

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G.x

