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My love
The tart and sweet
taste that my tongue
picks up
holding the yellow
orange fruit
within my hands
Oh Mango
how I love thee
I'm an addict
to your fruitiness
I always wish
for your pit
not to be so big
I want more of you
taking time to savour
your taste
savour your looks
and feel
but now your deep
within me
while all I hold
is your limp skin
within my open
palms