By bowtie
Date: 27 March 2001
rosemary, sage, and time
i look at you, you've softened,
you're edges smoothed, by your auburn mane
i long to taste your lips,
like a bittersweet eastern delicasy,
i fall into the green pools, and see
the little girl ,
the ageless wise woman,
and the sensual 22 year-old,
they're existing in harmony
like a song
"...going to scharborough faire"
so it's rosemary, sage, and time spent with you.
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