Apricot brides
Like brides, apricots
Braided flowers into braids.
To them - the spirits of spring will smell -
Bees and wasps flew in.
Perched on the beauty
Like freckles on the nose
And they powdered the bride,
I blew the pollen off the pistils...
April 12, 2008
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