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There’s a rush that swells your chest

and suddenly

you discover lust in slow motion.

My heart is ripe.

It’s ruddy

I look at you

and I atomize --

My heart puckers

and pomegranate pulp begins to drip

from my ribs.

We explore each morning

self-confessed, your words

Tango about me. It’s passion

tapping the earth -- wonderfully

exotic, curiously human

You and me.


when you feel it,

you know.

#EricaBarreto #Poetry #20152016 #ContestWinner

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