Red Delicious Poem by Ken Baker

Red Delicious

Rating: 3.3


nibbled, dribbled,
picked, sticked then licked,
succulent.
over your thin skin
I slide my tongue,
cool, poking.
now in your harvest,
fresh,
you have become
a piece of my spirit
and a line in my belly.
didn't you know.
we are here for each other.


© Ken Baker 2010
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: food
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brendan Mccallum 02 October 2010

Will never eat another apple again without having thoughts of youir poem, most entertaining post indeed, Brendan.

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