Mango Love

December 28th, 2009 · No Comments ·

Mango Love

Looking for love,

I walk to Starbucks
for an iced latte — watch
a man, sitting at a table,
cut open a mango
and eat it with a spoon,
in tidy, delicate bites.

I eat my mangos in private–
standing over the sink
slurping, while juices run
down my elbows,
hairs catch between my teeth
golden pulp gluts my throat
in orgiastic pleasure.

Iced latte is good,
anywhere.

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