StrawberriesA Poem by The Pursuit of Venus
I bought her strawberries one day
The salesman told me they were ripe But from the way she frowned when she took a bite, I knew that they were not I apologized over and over- She had waited all day for these fruits But she ate them anyway, Said she could get used to them for me We parted a month afterwards And when I went to visit her house four years later, I saw in her cooler she had strawberries And not a single one was ripe.
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1 Review Added on June 27, 2013 Last Updated on June 27, 2013 Tags: love, relationship, strawberries AuthorThe Pursuit of VenusMNAboutMy name is Evie, and I like to write about the beauty of women and all that entails when being with them. I am fourteen now, and decided to be a writer when I was seven. I will talk to anyone who t.. more..Writing
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