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-Love Changes
when we first met
love was hidden among the apricot leaves
when we grew
love swelled
like an ocean tide
when we parted
love was like a kidney stone
when love knew I was alone
it strangled
me
-Fruits of Love
what blissful delight it is bathing in your soul
fruits of love grow in your garden
unencumbered by weeds of spite
blood oranges spill your delicious juice into my waiting mouth
your love spreads
on my tongue like honey
sweet and thick
your fragrance like raspberries
I bite into you and like a soft skinless
peach
you drip sugar filled nectar down my chin
I want to cut into you like a melon
I want to bite into you again
and again
like a strawberry you are bittersweet
-The First Move
my cereal and your eggs seem distantly
familiar
I am too interested in your eyes to even glance at my bowl
your chocolate brown eyes have a way of speaking
to me
when your tongue is swallowed by shyness
I hear them saying you are exhilarated by our passion
and your
trepidation would be overcome
if only I would make the first move
how your hands tremble as I lift your chin
and press our lips together
-Requisite Love
carefully my love was carried upon your shoulders
like
delicate porcelain
balancing precariously between night and day
winter and summer
my life circles in awkward
momentum
I beseech the universe to reinstate my mortal wealth
so I may once again have you in my blood
I need
to drink the sustenance of uncommon possession
which is your soul
every inch of my screaming existence yearns to caress
your blood filled skull
your mountain of life
I want the liquid of your being
and the salt of your tears
and
every unsanitary texture of you
to beguile me with fruits of passion
and in so doing
destroy the recollections
of my emptiness
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