Friday, July 11, 2008

The Pear

The fibrous flesh of the full ripe pear
Soothed the dryness of my darting tongue
The fresh aroma of dripping juice
Regenerate my flagging soul
I buried my tongue deep in its flesh
Listening to her erratic breath
The soreness within me vanished
As we out spirits began to soar

© Saroya Poirier 2008

1 comment:

Ray said...

Oh how the taste of pears excites me.