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Silky strands of pink perfection Slipping over my tongue slowly Savoring your sweetness I saw you in the market and my fantasy began I would take you home and find simple satisfaction I love the way you look The possibilities are simply endless It's what I always want Stewed Rhubarb, I love you |
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Meredith Lee... C.I.A. graduate... began cooking and writing at a very early age. Now her passion is in the form of senryu, haiku, and suggestive prose. Her subject matter is often food. Playing with her words leaves a lot to the imagination and at times will make your mouth....Water! She is from NYC and now dwells in Phoenix, Arizona, with her 5 urban hens, giving eggs to friends as if they were dark chocolate hearts vanishing in the sun. |
