blackened capillaries forked neat.
frost restrains dark dormant branches,
strident tines against brume's bed sheet.
rasping raucous, grating deep chill,
leaving not one hanging spore sac-
obscured below earth's stark stand still
passion's tirade can't be called back.
livened only through spring's new quill
fallow it sleeps now, thoughts pitch black.
pullulated, it will swell soon-
turn seasoned shoot, waits breath of bud.
lover's shy music, draws its' tune-
inflamed enzyme's eager new spud.




maralisa

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