Just before the first hint of her fall
A brief moment of glory
Sitting on her golden throne
Her eyes rest on the bounty
There are many secrets hidden in the heart
that only time can expose
The maiden is fair and fertile
for a season only
After the decline of the light
A sacrifice of flesh
What is concealed will be revealed
when pride turns to humility
The ripen fruit must fall
at the peak of sweetness
To process and preserve
the memory of summer’s caress
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