behind each setting of the sun
ripe passion fruit glimmers
before moon rise with it's tender rays
the honey coated deep red gift
glows with luminosity from within it's very core
lovers fruit, hot swollen in the night's furnace
heat ready dripping with lush expectations
many have caressed it's silken flesh
seeking a granted wish for those who dare
to bind their souls bodies for all time
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