__________by Felicia Ann
The sun shone on the small transparent fuzz
Imagine that peach in your hands
bring it close to your nose
and inhale its sweetness,
it makes your mouth water
lips quiver with the want,
the need to taste and bask in its flavor.
Parted lips gently suck the skin into your mouth,
tonguing the fuzz as the sticky juice
dribbles down your lips to your chin.
Enjoy her like a peach
from Grandma Bell’s shade tree
on a hot Bama day .
