Cherry Ripe
"Cherry Ripe"
My morning
speaks
softly sanguine
blood red
Oranges squeezed
The juice on my lips
paint yours
the pink velvet
softly teased
Cherry ripe
South side salutes
seduction
tantalizing blue flames
and the golden fire burns
a dangerous mystery
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2020
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