she is peach
I am plum
I am learning
to grasp the subtle
differences in the anatomy
of apples and oranges
I am learning
how devouring
a pear can feel
like a sex act
when putting
a breast of chicken
between your teeth
can feel like treason
I am learning
how the fig felt
when she was skinned
alive forbidden eaten
by a pair of blushing
garden tourists
she is peach
I am plum
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