clinging to your hair, dripping of corn and sun
bursting at the seams with rounded seeds
the shell case broke open, replete with seeds,
and for the first time, my tongue tasted morning,
naked, lush pulp, succulent fruit under bittersweet sun
nothing prepared me for you, flaming the sun
sky with words drizzling like apple knotted seeds,
staining my room forever silky bold, unlike any mornings
this morning, sun dawned, tinged red of pomegranate seeds
She wasn’t petite nor blushing peach lady.
Tall with broad arms, sturdy legs, like her Dad
except for soft brown eyes.
Fiercely ambitious, she tackled her career,
like a charging bull.
But, when he finally proposed after 7 years,
She melted, purring like kitten.
Nowadays, her smile eclipses
diamond-studded ring which she proudly wears.
First post: Posted for D'verse Poets Pub: Tritina
Second post: Flash Fiction Friday - A post in 55 words, for the G-man. An office mate recently got engaged.
Thanks for the visit.
picture credit: here