Try again to slip into this role, become her,
the one I used to be, makes me want to spend hours
Licking the nectar from honeysuckles again,
Taunting, teasing, slowly eating
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I like this poem, especially the lines about honeysuckle, strawberries, whipped cream, and sunkissed cheeks. Adolescent conquest indeed.