Banana Love
From the tree we both grow,
Pointed in different directions.
Banana tree, supple in the wind.
Perfect brown spots, silk yellow skin.
From the tree we both grow,
Inching closer, my lips intwined
In yours.
Green until ripe.
Although there are plenty,
It’s you I adore.
Poised in different directions.
How you’ve grown, thick in width.
The sun a smiling face that spreads
Warmth, the same warmth
I long to give.
Banana tree supple in the wind.
The bend of my body pointed towards
Yours.
Green until ripe.
Ripe with affection, ripe with purpose.
I can’t live without you, there is no
Substitute,
Involuntary to the dangers of being
Eaten.
Pointed in different directions,
Our taste thick, ripe in survival.
If someone plucks & eats one of us,
I hope that it’s me.
I can’t live without you.
Pointed in different directions.
I won’t see it, you won’t see it.
I can’t live without you,
It’s you that I adore
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