This poem gave me such warmth! I loved how you described the piece of fruit like it was chosen, shown its worth, and it was happy to give itself up so you could enjoy every part of it. The closing lines of sitting silent yet being understood, not needing to convey in words what is already shared, well that is powerful. You took this moment and made it something so precious. My only suggestion would be to add a comma in the last stanza after "day", or add the comma and have it read "not needing to speak of love". It felt like it rushed to the end a bit too soon but that's just me!

Thanks for sharing this gem, Tanya! :)

* Sorry double post, feel free to remove!