eating fruit makes me think of you

So, the juice flowed

from the peach

as you bit

into it,

did it?

 

Sweet,

you sucked

it up,

tart,

your lips

 

rolled right

over it,

yes; and my

tongue lapped it

dry, bitch.

 

*

 

I too want to write a poem like this,

but better.

 

I want to talk about melons and banana

and grapefruit;

 

a red wine flavoured with blue-

berries and plum and ripe cherry,

enhanced by subtle oak.

 

03/2016

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