Lemons,
their squeezed
juice
that trickles
down
the chin,
and slides
through
the fingers,
is the
sunlight
that
warms
an
April
eve'
for
the first
time
since
the previous
April.
Lemon-
drops
are
sweet,
and you
want
to
just look
at
their
sunny
sugariness,
hold one
like
a little
jewelry bead-
and
in
your
mouth
every suck-
one
after
the other
like you
string the beads-
one
after
the other
on
a
long
thin
string
the color
of the moon,
is tasted
like
every
raindrop
falls
from
the...
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