Always

Aesculus hides a sprig of buckeye 
longing another lemongrass scene
secluded off in rainy day kisses 
washing against the grainy rocks 
... of me 

A sorrel drenched in vinaigrette 
tossed and served    cold 

Warm weather wishes  woven 
tied up and hidden with the riches 
sparking chestnut driven dreams 

Restless amidst arms of ardor 
cerulean wisps parasol freely 
into secluded sunset horizons 
falling slowly into me 

A honeydew sculpture of rare succulence 
dripping down and living 
in the corners of my sky

  -Always
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
August 29, 2017 at 2:18 PM
I love this poem the words all flow together nicely. have a nice day my friend.
Hopper Avatar
August 14, 2017 at 6:06 AM
I love the way you word things. I bet you speak in a poetic way too!
White Avatar
August 13, 2017 at 12:22 PM
That's a foody sort of poem :)
Curtis Avatar
August 12, 2017 at 2:00 PM
Very creative my friend---I like this
May Avatar
August 12, 2017 at 7:29 AM
Beautifully written Tim
Trifiatis Avatar
August 12, 2017 at 7:24 AM
Anticipation of promised delights served in a language of exquisite beauty my good friend, Timotheos!
Pandit Avatar
August 11, 2017 at 4:32 PM
Well done Tim!
Sands Avatar
August 11, 2017 at 1:02 PM
Hi Tim. This is nice. I like the ending ,,, corners of my sky, always
Cozart Avatar
August 11, 2017 at 10:57 AM
Gorgeous.
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