Poem – Peach

The summer is slowly rolling away. Here’s a recent memory of how sweet the summer of 2013 has been:

 

Biting a peach.

It is so sweet.

Making my fingers

Sticky indeed.

 

Biting a peach – 

Juice stains my dress.

Totally worth it,

I must confess.

 

Finished this peach,

Now it’s all gone.

Only its pit

Knows what I’ve done. 

 

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