Poem 01 - “Heavenly Bodies”
Heavenly bodies
Peaches are ripe,
Summers at full peak,
Split the stars in half,
In them find what you seek
Strawberries still wish for a kiss,
even in the off season,
Softness need be their only reason
Swim down to atlas,
Part the Red Sea,
Go ahead,
Pick the apple off the tree
Heavenly bodies are sinful,
& remember love comes with a fee