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Citrus x Paradisi

I cut.  
The pink flesh bleeds  
over the table  
to begin to fulfill my needs  
 
compartmentalized  
I dissect, piece by piece  
as each cut gets deeper  
I want the longing to cease.  
 
I can almost taste the bitterness  
as it flushes from torn skin  
a euphoric release  
no longer held within.  
 
I crave.  
I am consumed.  
 
Thirst abated  
I sigh.  
 
By DB (06/21/2011)  
Darkbee
Written by Darkbee (DB)
Published | Edited 22nd Jun 2011
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