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Zahra May 8
If I were a bird, I'd have flown
To your grave each day
Sharing grains of life.
Zahra May 4
She's under
Cinderella's
spellbound night.
The reality will
seep in soon.
Zahra May 3
Milk and mustard flowing
freely from her *******,
A sign of summer's
sensual ripeness.
Nectar spills, seeping into
the polka dots, of her
brasserie.
Zahra May 2
She unclothes herself,
As summer's fiery
passion stirs her fingers,
Finding joy
In bare truths.
Zahra Apr 27
Peel me like an orange, layer by layer.
Slurp me like iced tea with boba's gentle tap,
Sniff my skin like roses in the morning dew.
Consume me like ripe mangoes and olives, a blissful thrill,
Heal me like a whispered promise, a gentle, loving pill.
Zahra Apr 25
I survived your Judas kiss.
It was a bee sting, a torrent of pain.
You shoved me off like a lovable pet,
unleashed in a squall.
Zahra Apr 24
I began to feed both hearts,
(the red of the body) and the,
(white of the soul),
like disconnected twins,
in the depths of faith,
hoping to find light at the,
end of the dopamine surge.
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