My love is honey tongue.

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My love is honey tongue.

Dandelion wine in a pitcher.

Thirsty love. 

My love licks it’s fingers

before it has even fed.

My love is peach juice 

dripping down the neck.

Too much sugar love.

Cavity love. Toothache,

tummy ache love.

Soft hands holding the

jaw open love.

Summer love. Sticky sweet,

sticky sweat love.

My love can’t ride a bike.

My love walks everywhere.

Wanders through the river.

Feeds the fish, skips the stones.

Barefoot love.

My love stretches itself out on

the grass, kisses a nectarine.

My love is never waiting.

My love is a traveller,

a fruit-eater, a holder.

My love is alive. Warm.

It lives.

It breathes.
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Caitlyn Siehl, Warm after “Love, Gravity, and Other Forces” by Anita Ofokansi

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