taste strawberries
at night – a dark gauze of stockings –
you redden my tongue
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #781 Ichigo (Strawberry), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s The Byrds –
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