mango sunset

teeth sink into the mellow skin of the sunshine fruit; it's nectar forms a slow drip down the chin of a solitary wanderer.

a droning buzz hums through the humid air in pursuit of the sweet drops.

a swift movement, and the droning ceases.

a hush falls in the wake of the setting sun.

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