Spring Green Apple

by Sunshine   Sep 6, 2011


Wish you were here with me
by the window as I watch
homeless offyellow clouds cracking
with this orange sunset, for a better
image to faint with, while eating
my spring green apple

Wish you were here next to me
being teased for a bite you crave
perhaps from my sweet cheeks
perhaps from my spring green apple,
as I finish eating it.

Or staring at me, smiling at the way
I chew then lick my shy lips right before
I smile back, because I know you smile
from your heart when it's me.
So I giggle to break the intimate silence.

Why not be here next to me like
an orange sunset outside my window
a shy smile on my face
a sweet bite between my lips
or a happy apple in my hands,

for I can't believe that I must think
of you even when I am only eating
a spring green apple,
well hope you know that I still have
a full basket, there in my tiny kitchen.

And I think I have all night, anyway...

by: Rania Moallem

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  • 12 years ago

    by hayet serenade

    Nice carry on

  • 13 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    I loved how you have revolved the whole scene around a green apple... different imagery weaved so beautifully ...
    could imagine the playfulness, the longing and love ...
    beautifully crafted and icing is the ending

    //well hope you know that I still have
    a full basket, there in my tiny kitchen.

    And I think I have all night, anyway...
    // just loved it.

  • 13 years ago

    by PinkyPrincess

    Awww I love this poem! I love the unusual title, and the story you've told in it.. It was so sweet and cute to read.. and relatable too!

    "Wish you were here next to me
    being teased for a bite you crave
    perhaps from my sweet cheeks
    perhaps from my spring green apple,
    as I finish eating it."

    Loved it... I'm actually craving an apple right now! I love green apples :) Great job my friend!

  • 13 years ago

    by yogi73

    I smile back, because I know you smile
    from your heart when it's me. --this is very thoughful line.

    you really set a great scene with this poem. I feel very connected to it. and you tell a touching story ta boot!

  • 13 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Masterpiece!
    The quiet pleasure of appreciating someone you know cares and misses you. The reverie in missing him, yet the comfort in knowing that distance is immaterial to the emotional range of someone whose cheeks are as shining luciously as a green spring apple. This must win!

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