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3green Apples

3green Apples

Seen lots of flesh
On low and high heels,
Turning nightmares to wet dreams
Apple buttoms,
None as dovy as hers

Downy hair
Easy come easy go
Not for her
Not for her ego
As Large as an Eagle

Gifts are earnest dowel of Love
My names she calls
At high ebb
Three green apples she gives.

Three green apples
I never wish to eat
Every moment with it just like her
Was never a drab
But Adam’s apple love it.

Three green apples
Apple for love
Green for its difficulty
Is three (3) for

by Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
(c) https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com/ follow me on twitter



I’m so O
Empty within
Empty deep hole

I’ve got an empty eye socket
I’m made of no ligaments and joints
Heart by the right
No blood but Organic solvent
And ink
What more can I think
When clammy smells great
Or is my empty mind sick?

Mindless, somatic claded love
A delirious Love
That scares even a dove
A delirious love of a teen rain
Decending on a naked me
Who lies on his empty winter bed.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
(c) 2011

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