Almost EdenI am naked and unashamed before you. Shame is the hiss of the public serpent. Your green eyes pin him to the wall. Does the hollow of a tree beg honey? You are insensible of your treasure. Shaggy and strong, I come for you. I melted before you could break me. Yours are the lips of a glass blower. Make me transparent as water.
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