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With a swivel blade
I peel the layers
of my skin so you
might touch
my
flesh...
My heart ripe, with
the Songs of Solomon
Offering you a taste
of my poetic world
It can't be a sin to
share the seeds of
love
written for dVerse Quandrille #98
Mish is hosting writing a quadrille
incorporating the word peel or a form
of peel.
Thank you for visiting
Lovely words.
ReplyDeleteI love "my heart ripe, with the Songs of Solomon" and sharing the seeds of love.
ReplyDeleteI like the thought of sharing the seeds of love at the end.
ReplyDeleteI like your reference to song on solomon!
ReplyDelete"I peel the layers
ReplyDeleteof my skin"
Interesting image. Nice quadrille
Much✏love
I love your extended apple metaphor, from peel to flesh to seeds.
ReplyDeleteIt probably is a sin, but it's a lovely thought, and that's what counts.
ReplyDeleteBah screw sin, peel away and have fun.
ReplyDeleteIt takes peeling those layers to see the real us.
ReplyDeleteEvery word ~ satisfying.
ReplyDeleteSharing those seeds is the only things that can make you grow.
ReplyDeleteLove this, Trudessa, especially your ending.
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