Food of Choice
A red ripe, sweet strawberry, fragrant tangy kisses. Tart and sweet on my tongue.
Fresh as spring, light and fit. Your rough exterior contrasts to my softness. Small
town homebody, full of seeds that spring to life on fertile soil.
For the Food for Soul contest
Thanks for the inspiration!!
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2010
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