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produce aisle

Just tell me when, and I’ll
meet you in the produce aisle
smelling of pomegranates and limes

this time I’ll bring kisses
and you’ll forget the times I didn’t

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Posted on Oct 9, 2007Author John BellCategories Journal, Poetry

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