Peeling an orange
Stripped by your teeth
Both rind and porous white tissue
You expose a Chanson Belle, Bonne, Sage
The sweetest tasting parametric curve
Revealing
A cardioid
Sticky citrus
Drips to the cusp of your chest
Ten carpels
From which you bite and suck
Drenching your tongue with yellow-orange
Sunshine
Planting seeds deep into my chest
Evergreen and flowering
Your bite
Pursed lips
My heart shaped
Khettmali