Rowan Keary

“Peach”

You take a bite
Mouth overflowing with juices
Drip, drip, dripping
Down the length of your beard
Droplets cling
Just below your bottom lip
Quivers in delight
Of the sweet tangy taste
Eyelids flutter
CLOSED
You’re drunk on this drink
You drain, drowsily
Sticky sweet
Mess coats
Fingers, you feast
Like a God
On this Ambrosia.

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