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Joe's Life






Chestnuts:

    Chestnuts

          I have my smile, you know the snow fell
softly on fall browned turf once we lay like
fallen brown chestnuts, our bodies caught
the subtle, polished rays, as we rolled we
clicked like chestnuts when we touched mo-
mentarily before rebounding you wanted my
body; it was my action causing you to rebound.
Now you are away and only want me sometimes,
not trusting me to not hurt you again we will
kiss, like two fallen brown chestnuts click-
ing when they touch, then rebounding from
the impact, each catching and holding the
subtle, polished rays.
          We lay softly on fall browned turf, like
the snow.

    --Joseph H. Rosevear
© Joseph Rosevear
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