Apple Heart
My heart is an apple
You slowly peal it
The you cut in to half
Then you cut in to slices
Slowly you cut it, slowly it hurts
I thought you have stopped cutting
Because for a minute you have paused
My heart is an apple
Sweet and sour at the same time
You enjoy sensing my fragrance
By cutting me slower and more
My heart is an apple
You want to peal me every day
Cut me or Bite me, it hurts the same
My heart is an apple
A jam is good in the morning
A Pie is good for dessert at night
What ever you want you can make it
My heart is an apple in your hands
You can enjoy looking at me
You can cut me with your knives
You can bite me with these vampire teeth
You can eat me between your lips
But, it's fine!!! I agree
Since you are the only one who gets to taste me
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