Passionate pomegranate
You infuse my desire.
Blood thirsty with crimson
droplets of red coursing
their way through my heart.
Passionate love, you make
me thirsty with lust-
make me lustful for life.
Complete abandon
When I ravish your seeds.
Passion fruit
sweet to the touch, to the
taste when I kiss your
blossoming buds.
Sinful passionate
Fruit,
you completely enchant me.
You complete me
with your sticky wet
red.
You leave marks on my
hands and face.
You leave me suspect to my sin.
I would eat you again.
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