Christopher Magill Poet Free verse

I Am Delicious

An orange loves the taste of my tongue.

I am delicious,

But I am also nourishing.

The air needs a muscle

To breath me.

My diaphragm is wishful of helping.

Hey, we should all do our part for the air.

The mountain smiles,

To feel my feet.

But I’m not for him today.

My girl alone may take my boots,

In her own choosing time.

When our perfect place has found us,

With it’s nestled stream to toe,

And the water has drunk us completely,

Then,

An orange parts our lips,

And loves the taste of my tongue.

I am delicious.

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