Pomona I Remember You.
Pomona,
Your persona
Lost
In the orchards of time.
Kisses of lemon and lime
Fizz in summertime.
Your sun
Beams
Strawberrys and creams.
My Desdimona
Steams
In jealousy.
I know Pomona,
She will leave me
With love
From the vine.
Pomona
That forbidden apple
Of mine.
Goddess true.
Sings through the trees.
Clings to the breeze.
With citrus hue.
Sweeter than
Morning dew.
Kevin East.
poem by Kevin East
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