A Cashew Tree Has Fallen In Love With Me

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Yellowin’ fruit after yellowin’ fruit

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a cashew tree has fallen in love with me
how could it not?
i am the moon that pierces the dark
i am the song that oozes from the lark
it stood on the other side of the fence
but bent its goodness to me
yellowing fruit after yellowing fruit
she paced her gifts
drawing praises from me
and the divine nectar staining my blouse
do they have pure hearts, these…

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