Ms. Sylvan

her aura may be sylvan
and undeniable in origin,
reaching you effortlessly
as you linger.
silken offerings
conceive your desire to touch
with fingertips,
each flowing sequence
leading you into the next
until you understand her
this her eternal wish.


30 thoughts on “Ms. Sylvan


    Unfolds the ancient process
    The nurturing soil conceals
    A cautious shoot emerges
    Left alone becomes a sapling
    And at last in time a tree

    Season brings forth season
    The obedient tree is blessed
    With blossom and then fruit
    The fresh born apple swells
    Untouched by interfering man

    Winking reds and greens draw the eye
    Delicate scents stir the nostril
    Awaken tempting memories
    Sharp crunch and bursting sweetness
    Mouth opens, longs for ravishment

    Plucked, polished, devoured
    In anticipated mutual fulfilment
    If unpicked another fate awaits
    To drop unheeded to the ground
    Left bruised to decay and slowly rot

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