Saturday, September 26, 2009

Blood Orange

Revolve around my fingertips,
And tell me how attractive I am.

Allow me to seep into your mind,
And pluck out--- your juicy heart.

I do this because,
I love you.
And I will do anything for your own good.

Let me pour the blood orange juice
From the pumping fruit,
Into a cup.
For me to drink.

The delicate bitter sweet,
The aroma from within you---
This tastes---
Like love to me.

Your love for me feeds my hunger.

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