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Sipping Cider With My Sweetheart

Cider only requires one straw— Sipping with my Sweetheart. Dreaming about apples— Some big (and) some small... Whispering windfalls upon a fallen time ground. Fields endless waves motionless now; And then Hearts as sweet as Cider’s bottomless feel Incapable of prediction; Moments blossom molding beauty Out of anticipation. Sweetheart runs in place. Spiraling emotional curiosity— Butterfly knots twist. Squeezing fresh juice; Containing lovely pulp (of) free will. Circling around and around every last one of each other. Without help; mutually Sipping Cider with my Sweetheart.
11-23-18 Contest: COOL WRITES AND IMAGINATION CONTEST Host: Kim Rodriguez

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