The Blossom Of Love – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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dVerse – Poetics – Apple

Anmol at dVerse has invited us to write about the humble apple.

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Art: http://www.wallart-direct.co.uk  –  Japanese apple blossom

“O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples.”  Song of Songs

The Blossom Of Love

The autumn gnarl and winters bane,
a mange of wolfish devour
stripped bare her modesty,
a vain reveal to a
brittle edge of life
where no life presents,
until, at last,
my eye corners a sudden
translucent flourish
enveloping her sallow,
aged limbs,
with a ripeness of birthing to
my spring as I sup at her fruit,
my cheeks awash in the juice
of apple and faint in the
blossom of love.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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