Come Saturday Morning
She had the biggest pyramids I ever beheld....
They were deep purple, monolithic stones; honey
Suckle rose; nurturing, her prose ? Aside love's rhymes
A joyful chime when kissed, of sweet sublime; and what is time.
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2013
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