oranges

smiles made of peel

memories are so real

that stings the eye

laugh and fake cry,

you lick the goodness dry

its tangy sweet surprise..

lingers in your mouth for some time

as does the hope of deja'vu

that springs the image 

of me and you.

Reviews

[hannah y.]

this is such a lovely poem! i love how you used an orange to represent someone's lost love (if i'm interpreting correctly, haha) - a great read!