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Naked Fig


I bought them
for a recipe
from Martha’s book of pies,
but we ate them
after the rain
rushed up the street
and washed away
the summer heat.

in those days they were rare
and of a voluptuary nature
not native to our northern

we sat close and mostly naked
on the dark verandah
and watched the rain black street
grow misty with the quiet hiss
of passing cars

you shivered in the darkness
the goose bumps
covering your skin
but you were happy
that I cared enough
to share a fig
and loved me
in a whisper
even though
they were sweet
but rather tasteless.

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