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Sep 3
Gnaw.
Your skin splits sweet
between my teeth,
a ripe fruit
bleeding warmth.

I tear you closer,
tongue slick with marrow,
your heartbeat pounding
inside my jaw.

Love is red,
and I am starving.
#cannibalism #love #metaphor #consumption
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