Orange
You remind me of a fresh peeled orange
The sweet tartness like the bite of your tongue the jester you are
Though soft and delicate hidden behind your peel
Your tenderness I long to have rolled along the valleys of my tongue
You allow me to breathe in this refreshing spark of something I’ve longed for all day, all my life
The acidic sweetness of your skin upon my skin
Dried into the ridges of my fingerprints
I wonder if you hunger for me the same
Desire to peel away at my hardened peel
To nestle me within your hands
My sweet smell lingering still on your own fingertips
The simplest of juice sliding down to your palm
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This poem is brilliant. I love the imagery and the metaphors. “Your tenderness I long to have rolled along the valleys of my tongue”— incredible!
Wow! Great premise. Great follow-through. Very sensuous.
Very visceral and loved the images !
Very well-crafted use of synesthesia with “The sweet tartness like the bite of your tongue” (biting words). The abstract “desire” is drawn clearly with the simple, yet deep, turns of the physical~~ touch, taste, smell, breathe. It’s superb.
So many intimate sensory details in this piece. I also like the symbolic duality/personification between the orange and the person the speaker is infatuated with, it’s very interesting. GREAT WRITE!