Peel me like an orange, layer by layer. Slurp me like iced tea with boba's gentle tap, Sniff my skin like roses in the morning dew. Consume me like ripe mangoes and olives, a blissful thrill, Heal me like a whispered promise, a gentle, loving pill.
I began to feed both hearts, (the red of the body) and the, (white of the soul), like disconnected twins, in the depths of faith, hoping to find light at the, end of the dopamine surge.