These are to my true love.......

I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour, But I am completely nourished.

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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,

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Her breath is like honey spiced with cloves,
Her mouth delicious as a ripened mango.
To press kisses on her skin is to taste the lotus,

The deep cave of her navel hides a stone of spices
What pleasure lies beyond, the tongue knows,
But cannot speak of it.

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I drink streamwater and the air
becomes clearer and everything I do.

I become a waterwheel,
turning and tasting you, as long
as water moves.

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Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye
That's all we know for truth

Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

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The dawn was apple-green,
The sky was green wine held up in the sun,
The moon was a golden petal between.

She opened her eyes, and green
They shone, clear like flowers undone
For the first time, now for the first time seen.

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