𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔴𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔱

𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒋𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒆

your skin reminds me of strawberries-
tongue coated with red berry.

strawberry seeds lodge themselves in between the crook of my teeth,
juice dribbles down my chin.

reach your finger out please, wipe the juice off, flick your tongue across, savor
that flavor.

whisper to me how i have become the poet and you the poem