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Orange (Free verse) by lindseyis

Orange, you in your nippled, naveled flesh. I notice you roll just a quarter turn to the left never sitting still straight-faced and fresh. You said this conversation's over before I even sat down. So I stood, peeling away at your latent discontent. I know you. I know you, you Floridian with that slick, silent skin wrapped around your succulent flesh. Let me swallow your seeds, let me nibble your nectar. As I promise not to spit, a word of you out.

nentwined 9-Jul-02/5:58 PM
very cute. reminds me of an exercise in berkeley's lower division poetry course. :)




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