Slughorn

Ow!

dull thorns prick my hands
sweet
yellow
skin
you point towards
the green leafy heavens

SLICCEE

i sheer through the hide
and reveal
solidified
sunshine

CHop

i remove a hunk of happiness

plop!

as savory juices
tango on my tongue
my every cell
radiates
satisfaction

SiiiigH

living becomes bliss
with a pineapple
kiss





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