a little poisonous
but not really
just a bit
of the deadly nightshade
kiss
on my lips
do you risk
the bite
do you miss
the little death
that comes for you
in the night?
i am a strange
savoury fruit
blood red and dripping
down your chin
and between your fingers
a bit of sugar
but none of the sweet
my fruit
won’t kill you
at the very least
(at least, not quite)
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I just read this on RB... your writing style is lucid and direct... I really like your recent work a lot.
This was great. The seduction and danger of your words work so well together!
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