That Mandarin you were holding
exploded in your hand
setting my senses alive
juicy you
you were a sticky little soul
seeping into the parts that mattered
all pips and pulp
so passionate.
You always reminded me of a stem
the centre of me
where the pith was hidden
rational and reasonable rind
I would never have stood up in those days
if it wasn’t for you.
Let me take that fruit from you now
I will wash those juices away
cleansing us both
of yesterday
leaving your glass empty
for another.
© ryan
KEITH R. WILL..., 2 months ago
very nice
Yasemin Sumner, 2 months ago
ooh…juicy you indeed!
TeriLee, 2 months ago
Wow…this is great!!
linaji, 2 months ago
OMG what a visual and sensual and just plain juicy to the BONE..girlfriend…Yum
bellmusker, 2 months ago
You had me at the title…..luscious and lovely!
natapee, 2 months ago
oooh love fruity juicy metaphors.
flower68, 2 months ago
“juicy you” “sticky little soul”.Love it! x
ladyb, 2 months ago
This is delicious.
Paul Compton, 2 months ago
I’m licking my lips. Terrific piece.
aglaia b, 2 months ago
“You always reminded me of a stem
the centre of me
where the pith was hidden
rational and reasonable rind
I would never have stood up in those days
if it wasn’t for you.’
goddamn personification of fruit!
love it! xox
WanderingAuthor, 2 months ago
A very pithy poem… :-) Seriously, the way you use the single image of an orange, the handling of words – this is good!