Loves Peach

For an unripe peach is still a peach.

When the sun beams down upon it

and water surrounds it

heavens destiny sings.

And then one day it turns

ripe, luscious, heavens water turns sweet on the inside

filling the branches with orange hues of red

just before they break

from their heaviness

a heaviness so sweet some fall to soon

As I stand there gazing at it in awe

My right hand grasps for a peach so full and heavy

After much deliberation

I take a bite

Sweet pure juice drips down my forearm

A shared delight

Yes, this is loves kiss

Like the peach as our love grows it gets sweeter

and our destiny takes flight in loves ecstasy.

Happy One Year Anniversary Love thank you

my Northern Star.





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