Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Full Bloom

What is a woman in full bloom like? Readiness, perfection, fragrance, magnetism. It is the hard part, done. It is the time-tested cake recipe, come out of the oven, out of the pan, sheared, frosted, and ready to drink in. She just goes and does, fears not, but walks in authenticity. Does anyone really know what the woman in full bloom is like? Who can describe her? She is the tree-ripened peach, in a world in which people neither grow their own fruit nor experience it unadulterated. She is not out of reach, yet just out of grasp. She loves!