black cherry

black cherry

darkened red skin,

not yet bitten.

long lashes over hazel eyes,

black cherries under my nose.

do you dare

do you dare to kiss my black cherries?

It’s just a kiss,

please will you just do it,

just take the cherry,

leave the stem behind

for me to gnaw on later.

black cherries

not the innocent symbol of virginity they used to be,

now ripened in the sun,

waiting for me.

Take the cherry, taste the sweet.

black cherry.

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