Satsuma

SATSUMA

Crescents of tangerine cool nipples
that purse like lips as
O of navel grips its slice &
taut shiny glans raises its
section to the sun, hot through 
blue-green leaves of eucalyptus;

tongue slides between citrus & skin
belly arcs smooth,

teeth release juice bursting
through this moist cavern,
tongue, lapping in slow pulses,
swallows, wet open flames.

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