- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Peaches
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After jogging I stopped in a diner
On the jukebox was a Johnny Gill ballad
When the waitress asked for my order
I asked for a fruit salad
The fruit salad was good
But there was something missing
As I kept eating
My mind continued thinking
What could I add
That would make the taste create pictures of white sand beaches
I thought about all the good fruit salads I've had before
Then I realized no combination of fruits can replace peaches
There is a sweetness in peaches
Other fruits can't match
Peaches tastes delicious
No matter where you put your mouth at
Peaches will make your mouth water
And have you moan with pleasure
The skin of peaches is like an appetizer
When you spread peaches open the flavor only gets better
The way I talk about peaches
Some may wonder when my love began
Well it was destined to happen, in the scrolls it was written
But I knew it the first time I felt peaches with my hand
- COMMENTS
Jorunn28 days agoFew things compare to fresh ripe peaches at the end of summer. The soft fuzz on the skin, the smell, and that first juicy bite.
