Chokecherry

Pick a cherry
to red lips
smooth taut skin
open up--

dew-dripped flesh
coils of blood
waiting within

for the aching crush
of ivory
spilling arteries
over the chin

runnels of nectar
tickle down the throat
warm from the inside
swallow a seed or two.

don't let the desire
choke you
in its fullness
save a few cherries
for me.

~July 21, 2003