I wanted to captured the sensations as I
ate a peach.
My teeth pierce warm, fuzzy skin,
revealing a glistening mass of sweet flesh;
beckoning my mouth to savor sun-ripened
juices,
tempting nectar dances over my lips,
down my chin and on my tongue,
swallowed,
becoming a part of me.
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Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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I heard vampires practice on peaches.(lol) Seriously, very discriptive and savory poem. Blessings Always, Paul.