Cherries


sometimes in my dreams
i am naked picking cherries
my body undressed of you
were we really two or one-

the leftover pips say two
too hard pips they are dead
but the memory of cherry flesh
is raw it bleeds my mouth sweetly
wakes my body with each bite-

months years later my lips
are still red moist



© Nora Nadjarian
from "25 Ways to Kiss a Man"




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