A blood orange sun hovers
Behind buildings
Anchored in an icy sea
A boat races through cold air
Away from the ancient city
Past tall villas
Red orange flames
Engulf interiors
Raging window to window
A heart races
Thumbs part
Nostrils flare
Soft liquid flesh yields
A spritz of warm bittersweet
Blood orange
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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