My Honeysuckle

A ridgeback on my front
And then all at once
Mounds of senses
Tendered prime cuts
While Gravity pulled
Meat hooks through flesh
Tugging down
And the rounding
Built you
Developed you
So I chopped you back
Like brambles
As Ivy
Honeysuckle
A fearless farewell
To my suckling days to come
He sliced, scooped
And put you on a scale
Left and right
To balance
Stitched me up
Then
Without warning
The life was grown
A few inches north
And you grew back
The bramble
My honeysuckle
Pendulous
Beautiful

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