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There Can be Only One
Relishing the umami
of your flesh
on my tongue
Your juice, your seed
leaking down
my chin
Savoring
the slight salinity
the incomparable tanginess
of you
I am, again
struck
at the wonder
of this earthy pleasure
Oh, how I've longed for you...
First tomato of summer
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