PLUMB

PLUMB

A Poem by Lena
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I watched a man pick just the right Plumbs in the market. This is the result of what he stirred in me.

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ROUND AND FIRM, JUST THE RIGHT SIZE

SQUEEZABLY SOFT AND DARK TO THE EYES

 

I WATCHED AS YOU TOOK EACH ONE IN YOUR HANDS

THE TENDER CARING WITH WHICH YOU TOOK COMMAND

 

MY MOUTH WATERED AND SUCH A LONGING GREW

THAT I KNEW THEN AND THERE, THEY WOULD BELONG TO YOU

 

THE WAY YOU SAVORED AND LICKED

THEN DEVOURED WITH PASSION

LIKE A MAN FOUND IN THE DESSERT,

WITH NO MORE WATER IN RATION

 

NO ONE CAN EVER EAT SO SWEETLY MY PLUMBS

LEAVING ME IN LONGING AND COMPLETELY DUMFOUND

 

© 2008 Lena


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LOL this one made me smile, so women look at men this way while shopping. I have to make way to the fruit section the next time I go shopping. This was a fun read and the visuals were enticing. Great job.

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Lena
Lena

Oviedo, FL



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