April PAD 27: In the Fruit of the Tree

A tribute to the Otaheiti (Jamaican) Apple

now am found,
lost in the flesh
of your produce.
you knew not 
how i did weep
for that sweet kiss
to burst from your skin, 
slip past my lips
and carelessly displace 
my heart.
taste tied forever
to memories
now fall loose
in tendrils on my tongue
and as I swallow
and digest, I tiptoe 
through my childhood
to your tree
and shake free 
my appetite 
for remembering,
for you,
for me.

Prompt: Write a poem entitled “In the_____ of the ______”
Today’s Writing Setting: At the last minute…in bed.

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