Peppermint Fudge

Fresh mint from a pot so old,

you hold as you think of her touch.

Fruity flesh of her pockets and holes,

flare images in your mind.

Mesh your heart to hers in a love knot,

as you nibble on peppermint fudge.

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clarissawoodwrites

I spin words from a different space • music, the sea, and nature makes my words spin • ex-lawyer • I love turning ideas on their head •

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