You&I

You and I
We squash the dawn 
like it was a bulky boil
Like radicchio, we uproot 
our dry wintery skins
tenderness means touching you
as fragile as a papaya
too ripe to resist the tempation
to sink its heart in the pulp
its breath in hesitation

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