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Linden Intoxication
My lover comes each summer
Wearing a golden cloak
Of fragrant blossoms.
I brave bee stings
And abrasions
To climb into his broad arms.
Tilia cortada,
Tangled in long verdant limbs,
I taste his heart-shaped leaves
And greedily harvest his flowers.
Linden intoxication,
July rains will come
And wash away the evidence
Of our passions.
Catherine Brooks, 2022
Photo: Catherine Brooks