she is
a hot candle
flickering
in this
cold, windy air
she is
a sweet red nectarine
juicestained
on my white t-shirt
she stole my heart
and painted it
with kisses
and gold leaf
then
handed it back to me
my life is
blood orange juice
sweet, rich, colorful
she is
the carbonation
that makes my juice
explode
and she exploded my thoughts
my perceptions
misconceptions
she flipped my
infatuation
into
rich, ripe, sweet, colorful
celebration
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