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Peaches and Dreams

. Tending to my fruit stand, another lonely day Hoping for a customer to happen ‘long the way When then I saw approaching a funny colored van It pulled off on the shoulder, I wondered of its plan The back doors slowly opened and there before my eyes Stood a gorgeous woman beneath these sunny skies Her eyes were soft and sable with hair a darker hue She smiled and said hello to me I said, “How do you do?” She stood before my table, I couldn’t help but stare First she touched an apple, then she touched a pear Suddenly she shouted, for now her hand did reach Excitedly she questioned “Please may I have a peach?” All I could do was stutter, as I could barely breathe She took a bite and then exclaimed “The sweetest I believe” Then she grabbed a couple, and walking to her van Sat upon the rear end sill, then patted with her hand I stumbled there to join her, she handed one to me “I just adore your peaches” “Yes ma’am, that I can see” I sat there with her eating and maybe I am dumb But juice was dripping from her lip, I brushed it with my thumb This seemed to make her happy, her beauty such a view Then I could not believe my ears, She asked, “Can I kiss you?” Well, forget what I said earlier the “dumb” part wasn’t right I pressed my lips against hers and held them there real tight They were sweet and sticky, delicious like the fruit Then we separated, she grinned and said, “You’re cute” “I really think I love you and will forever true” I felt my heart just skip a beat, “Yes ma’am, I love you too” “I just adore your peaches, they’re the best in all the land” We kissed again, this time good bye, she climbed into her van I watched as she departed, standing on the curb Thinking of her kisses and the last thing that I heard Then felt kind of lousy this pristine summer day Not for what had happened, but what I did not say I didn’t have the heart to tell this woman of my dreams The fruits this day that she enjoyed were really nectarines