Even moreso.
Shall I eat you immediately,
Swallowing you whole?
Hardly noticing anything at all?
Or savor each protracted moment
Of your exposed, pulsing vulnerability
With a gentle, kind, loving intention?
Release the stronghold;
Let in the freshest of Earth's sweet perfume.
Sensing, tasting, feeling deeply.
It's ok,
There is no blame, no shame.
In this daring
Deep cavern of the heart,
Renewal is there.
I can taste it.
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