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Climbing Trees


A Poem by InvisibleInk

limbs reach like crooked hands into the sky

vines drop like ladders enticing passers-by

hearts are warm and juicy deep

dancing off of branches with lush leaves

and we climb and we eat

fruits of paradise or elsewhere

where we haven't a worry or a care


© 2009 InvisibleInk



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