9.30.2005

peaches

don't ask me what i'm doing with the punctuation here; i have no idea. it's entirely arbitrary at the moment....


peaches

soft red inner flesh pulls
back like a star from the pit--
tearing gently with bared teeth;
exposing slowly the prize;
the sweetness in the uncovering.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

omg, i love you, marry me, serisously

1:09 AM  
Blogger fae said...

lol thanks. ^^; but who are you exactly? heheh

1:17 PM  

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