Golden Harvest
I’ve only wanted to be held
without gaze.
Eyes are too harsh an instrument
fear too profound a vice
for the state my body lays.
Someday I wish to meet your stare.
Take all of me in.
Consume my existence.
Like you would the flesh of a golden harvest.
To someday be just as sweet,
just as savored,
just as devoured.
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