Mountain Laurel

We like Mountain Laurel
Rebecca and me
The fragrance is sweet and heavy
Rebecca says, "Heavenly!"

Rebecca says like "ripened fruit"
and "youth" we so admire
experience plays with our senses;
of this we never tire

Rebecca says the Mountain Laurel
is like our time tonight
a fragrance fading quickly
a memory fading from site

I love the Mountain Laurel
I love these things we share
Bluest eyes, palest skin
soft, auburn hair

James DeFord
March, 1998

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