blood under the skin, heat signature
of a moving body, an apple tilted
in a basket, hoping to corrupt.
a fresh bruise, a cheek rich with rouge,
a lip ruptured from a love bite,
a tongue holding its words, articulating.
a hemorrhaging sun, a planet
filled with apocalyptic dust.
the extravagance of a blooming rose,
souls rooted in the pomegranate universe.