No one wants the
half-eaten fruit
Placed back on
the shelf
To slowly wither
and rot
Scars across my
body
Like tattoos
telling
Stories of
trauma,
Grief
Yearning for
wild love
Connecting
Eyes lock into
eyes
Unspoken words
Touch speaking
passion
Reciprocating
desire
Melting into
lost moments
Wanting to stop
time
To stay forever
Wrapped in
sweaty arms,
Moist lips,
Tangled in
hearts beating in time
Untamed
Free
Wild love
Dancing with
abandonment
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