A Guava in Summertime

In the summertime
I found a guava
split open
on the ground, soft
pink insides spilling
out hot.
Sick sweetness,
opened fruit–squishy and ripe.
Seeds encased in tender,
frail water membranes float
in the warm, flushed fruit flesh.
Rosy and blushing–the candied tissue
would feel slick and stick
like honey on my tongue.

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