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Click hereI will close my eyes
and tell you what is mine.
This, your beauty I carry with me down aisles
calling for lost children, selecting
the box with the reddest of strawberries.
All of these are mine.
Not all berries, these berries.
Not all children, these children.
Not all of you, but this part of you only I hold.
Other lips may taste juices,
I see them on display,
but not these, not mine.
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seem to invite interpretation, while others have only one meaning which walks through the door before them. That meaning is their's, 'not mine.'
and the words chosen really pack it in very tight. it makes me think on the interpreting of it. i've got ideas though. i enjoy the strawberries for sure......don
Anna! I love this! I'm going to stick it on my 'fridge door. You say so much with so little!
Tess