Eve's Orchard

Eve's Orchard

A Poem by Aaron Burnette

 

Sensing, Glaring,

Torture to taste without touching.

Ruby apples

In a paradise orchard.

Just inside the white, ivory gates.

Forced into satisfaction

With fallen, crimson gems,

Now chipped and bruised to the core.

© 2008 Aaron Burnette


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Aaron Burnette
Aaron Burnette

Middleburgh, NY



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i am 19 years old. been writing for about two years now...poetry and Memoir short stories...single and i just joined the Airforce...i have always wanted to write and eventually be as famous as my favo.. more..

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