The Parasite
They kissed, and kissed again
'neath the mistletoe like snow...
love stifled,did not grow,
so bittersweet,her lasting refrain...
her swain,she did not see again.
this quintain inspired by Debbie's poem ' ...a bittersweet vine' presented as a 'conceit' of her
theme from nature
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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