some carbs or other

cup me in some sweet condolences 

leave me dusted in saccharin 

after honey licks

there on your lips

autumn burst fruits

and

bruises

my blush of knowing

too much

my rush of tasting

enough

to be hooked on your liqueur 

lips. granulated resistance 

spent . 

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fullness empties

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post

coitus tristesse 

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sugar the fruits'

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