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succulent ripeness
summer scent of velvety skin
tongue lapping nectar
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ciao! tasting the ripeness…lovely.
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That velvety skin can tickle the tongue!
Perhaps a Peach Tree
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Mmm now I am hungry! I love this–a very concrete image.
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I see the peach… I taste the peach… I devour the peach! Gone… 😉
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I really get very hungry from your haiku here…
http://brudberg.wordpress.com/2013/09/08/carpe-diem-haiku-momo-peach/
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Ooh!This is luscious!love it!
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