Quintile the Form
We had
met and conversed,
a rapport on first sight-
a chance meeting to a life's time
delight
that
Summer
evening silken,
long..an encounter of
initiations together
explored
as
Desire
welled within-
words became a promise
so sublime,to love now and for
all time.
A quintile is a poem of linked American cinquains
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