Winter Fruit

By mid-February we have forgotten
the taste of strawberries.

We make love with bombs falling
in deserts we’ll never see.

This room is silent, save for the sound
of our own breath.

Perhaps we feel as though twilight is falling
too quickly.

We close our eyes and breathe
into each others mouths.

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