Friday, July 06, 2007

lovers at the well

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If you think I can fully explain this one, you give me too much credit.

lovers at the well

kisses like candy set in handcut wooden bowls.
torches unlit to hide in the darkness, stolen
embraces. traces of love. faces touching
the wind. once skinned knees, now merged
souls. children to maturity, purity of passion
by the well where they played not so long
ago, pretending to find fascination in the stones
the peddler kicked while calling out his wares.
copper knives and wooden bowls. mixing mischief.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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