amarena

she looked into my basket

seeking a perfect fruit

she reached into my basket

and removed the perfect fruit

placing it between her teeth

her eyes anticipating

sweet seductions

a pearl white smile closing

exploding through the skin

blue red pulp and sweet juices

trickle down her chin

to her melodious giggle

and a flick of her finger

catching the honey stream

diverting it to her lips

portraits of her love

forever pictured

forever remembered

joined as one if one for a moment,
their shadows unite without the sun