Limes You Say
by [REDACTED]
Green rind lies piled
On the cutting board
Waiting for just the right time
The right moment
To dive headlong into fire
To join the others
To become one
Release their incense
Give it to us all.
Flavor and scent
Bring me back to
Years ago
When all was right with the world
And you could still love me.
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