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Do not fear the juicy fruits
hanging from the garden’s tree.

I am not an enthralling snake and
I mean no evil.

A taste for the buds
to remind you of what you never did,
a wet appetite of nectarine and red wine and
soft lips and
tense legs.

Don’t fear the juicy fruits
for I am no snake
and you are no Eve,
we are, though,
what we are: highlights and
shiny eyes

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