Our Fruit Flirtation
You hung two big cherries on my ear.
I was delighted with the red earring.
The unexpected jewel was shining and clear
As your eyes – insatiable and dreaming…
Then you put raspberries on my palm,
And held a molecule close to my lips.
That orchard was wonderfully calm,
You could recognize my simple needs…
And I picked a sweet, ripe gooseberry,
And gave you it with extraordinary grace.
I was grateful to you for the red jewelry,
I touched the gooseberry flesh on your face…
Copyright © Jolanta Gradowicz | Year Posted 2006
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