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Craving (Apples)
by Sarah BrookesCrisp white flesh,
Plump under sun-
ripened skin,
caress my lips
and I devour you then
leave you stripped
carcasscore, discarded
in a bin.
12/06/2003 Author's Note: Just.One.Bite...
I was hungry
Posted on 12/06/2003
Copyright © 2024 Sarah Brookes
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Richard Paez on 12/06/03 at 05:29 PM sexy and sensual... sometimes one needs to give in to one's hungers... i like that this is short and sweet, and the apple, for me, gives it a biblical/temptation in the garden of eden twist that makes it all the jucier... thanks for sharing this Sarah-luv... next time you have apples share one with me, ok? {m} |
| Posted by Amy Niggel on 12/06/03 at 07:38 PM Amazing work as usual. Loved the fact that it was so short and to the point and yet left me thinking about it long after. Great Job! |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/20/15 at 02:29 PM a lovely metaphor. I love this apple ode to the core. |
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