Persimmon // Communion
On Gods & Monsters
persimmon // communion
The way you feed me persimmon fruit
Man
Geisha
The way you scoop the tender flesh so carefully
As if restoring a Caravaggio
As if you were touching, tasting, mine
All luscious mouth
All gentle grace
The wisdom of age
Carved into your smile lines
‘Eat this’
You tell me
‘It’ll help’
A turn of the wrist, the amber light of the morning
Restores all that had been torn
Heals all
As my mouth closes
In a half moon smile
Around the spoon
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