and spring blossoms fell
we were without apples in fall.
The starved bees
roaming the leafless orchard
searched for sustenance
landed on your shoulder
wanted to suck your soured skin
to turn you into an apple blossom
to cross pollinate your dreams
with their ultraviolet love.
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