In a message dated 02/05/2004 10:40:30 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< Take this cashmered couple, must be 20 something
leaning together over fuchsia, pictured
by the conservatory that they hope to build,
blood-red and burgeoning from its ceramic pot.
They are in love with labels, forget small print,
"Needs sunshine to flourish and protect from frost." >>
I like this stanza best; I feel like I am in the poem seeing all.
kol tuv, Ryfkah
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