Sweet dark-red dripping
Rivers of warm
From the heart of a
Watermelon
Freshly plucked from the dark black earth
Soil rich and teeming with life
Unmarred by seeds or pock marks
Crisp. Fresh. New.
Flowing juices of sweet, gluttonous, lustful
Desire
*M*
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