Exquisite vortices peel open like <br />the fists of multiple newborn babes. <br /> <br />But this bud-breakage <br />of unseen veins is the sweetest <br />on the Maple tree - <br />with colour of cherries dipped <br />in mint chocolate - <br /> <br />who would have thought it? !<br /><br />Jacqui Thewless<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-280/
