The Fruit Of My Desire

collage-2017-02-15-21_58_28

My taste buds
swell and overflow with
rich purple lust
for what is to come.
A whole season
spent watching
sun and rain
enrich fruit.
Breathing
rich white aroma
of tiny pink blossoms
of spring.
Watching them
bear fruit.
Dreaming
of the feel of
smooth maiden skin
as it rests
in the palm
of my hand.
Awaiting
bold aromas
of newly
ripened fruit.
Imagining
my teeth burrowing
into it’s flesh
as my lips suckle
honeyed nectar
from within.
Anticipating
the right moment
to sample.
At times,
I feel my desire
to sample
the fruit
has besieged
my every thought.
Today,
at long last,
unfettered
liberatingly
I reach up,
no longer
able to wait,
pluck the fruit
from the arms
of the mother tree.
Daringly,
sampling the fruit
of my desire.
It’s smooth skin,
bold aroma,
honeyed nectar
were better
than imagined.
My mind
rejoicing
until finally,
the last bite,
ahhh
the one
to be savored
and remembered.

Edited Stock Image, My Thoughts, My Compilation