Wild Honeysuckle

Nestled there,Tucked behind a riot of strawberriesWhere water and life flow,They bloom in the forest.Audacity overcoming shadow.The freedom of innocence and whimsy.I breathe them in unwittingly,Like sweetness on wind.I remember summer days long agoThe plucking with careless fingersFor one fragrant drop of honey nectar.Touching tips of tongues like magicAnd quenching the endless thirst of adolescenceFor... Continue Reading →

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