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
completely,
this her eternal wish.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
ON BEING AN APPLE
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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I find this delightfully sensual. Beautiful, Ben. Thank you for this..
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It seemed suitable riposte. Your piece has a sensuality too.
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Yes, my most favorite poems are those where I can slide into sensuality.
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And unashamedly I think. 🙂
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That wasn’t always the case. I hope I don’t offend.
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I am fairly hard to offend. Can’t say for sure about others of course but personally I haven’t come across anything I thought offensive on your site.
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You won’t, but of course there will always be someone who disagrees. Such is life. Happy to have you here.
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And I am grateful to be accommodated. 🙂
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It’s a pleasure.
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Bravo Audrey bravo. Perfect like a pearl.
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*shy smile* You’re so kind. Your opinion means a lot to me, as I value your eye not only creatively, but also as a man. Thank you, Mr. Cake.
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My pleasure. These are little gems
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A pearl…
Thank you, Sir
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Beautiful image and words. The thought of understanding someone completely is compelling.
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Compelling and often times difficult to do. I am aware. Still, to know intimately all she is, is something to strive for. Thank you, Dan. xo
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Ooh, stunning! And I’ll bet her scent is as lovely as your words, too!
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Debbie, I appreciate your enthusiasm. She and many others are in full bloom as of late. A wild yellow rose from my great grandmother’s garden. My family all have pieces of her in our yard.
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What a fantastic idea! Keeps you connected in a tangible way to the past and your family tree.
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Lovely Poem. I think all of us have a wish to be understood. Well done.
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Oh, John, thank you so much. You honored me on Twitter with your sending my poem forward. I am grateful for you. Your words here felt so sincerely. ♡
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*blush*
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🤗
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🙂
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This is beautiful Audrey!
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Thank you, Hollie!
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One who is willing to speak and be understood. Refreshing today.
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In my heart of hearts it is all I long for, my friend. Thank you ♡
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And these beautiful words conceived in your magical garden?
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Verily it is so. *blush*
Very kind of you, Rob.
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