Apple Savory
In a weather so tender
I gandered and wandered in splendor
Lillies and jasmines wafted with the breeze,
When I came across lush, verdant apple trees
They hung there, scarlet with summer sunlight ahead
I slowly approached, spun in elation's thread
It was purity I smelled, a blessing, a bliss
The breeze swayed, bringing with it a -HISS-
I reached for one, the reddest of all
With a -PLUCK- it detached in hand to fall
-PSSHT!- I laid it in water to wash off the dust
It dripped and dripped filling me only with more lust,
On the sidewalk I sat, picking the rightest spot,
Alhamdulilah I whispered, grasped in camelot
Like a starving beggar, in ecstacy I devoured
Its sweetness, tingling juice grasped my tongue with power
Alhamdulilah: Arabic word for Thank God
Copyright © Farah Chamma | Year Posted 2008
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