You mention the fresh mangoes
and my starving mouth waters
You say to pass the cherries
and I hear a Chopin symphony
I reach for my thesaurus
because this feeling of
awe has caught me here
unknowing
unseeing
unsung
I whisper passive pleasures
and your aching mind yearns
I say pass hold and hover r
and you brandish the air
with vacation plane tickets
You reach for a cook book
because this feeling of
awe has caught you there
suddenly
sweetly
singing
Taste the sweet fruit now
Listen to the melodies
Hear all of the answers
to the heart's questions
