Saturday, May 21, 2011

Orange

I love running my nails over the skin of an orange
And smelling the sweet citrus smell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell

I love feeling the juice running from my mouth
down my neck, staining my shirt, a sticky spell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell

I love chewing on the rind, the grit in my teeth
 That stings my gums and taunts them to swell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell

I don't know if you like oranges like I do
And if how I eat them makes me seem unwell
I'm not sure if that makes me all together sane
But I won't tell if you won't tell

-o0o-

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