cherry pits in honey in rose colored glass bottle sealed with beeswax

This piece comes from the cherry seeds that witnessed the pushing away and the orgasm – they hold the memory of all of it. Bits of cherry still cling to the seeds in the bowl on the kitchen counter; souvenirs of passion that remain behind...the memory of your touch threatens to drown me and I take them into my bedroom and your breath is on my neck, your lips find mine, and again I am falling.

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