such sober certainty of waking bliss (wakingbliss) wrote,
such sober certainty of waking bliss
wakingbliss

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consumer.

Sometimes,
I think of her
as a fruit.

She has
untouched layers that
guard her secrets.
(and I take pleasure
in peeling them away)

Her lips pout
in strawberry gashes
and seal on contact.
(but kiss
on the mouth)

I can taste
her blood; its thickness
and sweetness.
(and her core
between my teeth)

Her flesh
nourishes, and
she is consumed.
Tags: consumer, fruit, strawberry
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