My deep, sweet orange love,
bits of orange staining your fingers,
stuck between your nails,
stuck in your smile.
My deep, sweet orange love,
you shining brightly,
your innocent smile
shines bright for a while.
Ah, my deep, sweet orange love,
your scent is sweet,
your presence is sweet,
you yourself are sweet.
I love you so much,
my deep, sweet orange love,
so much I want to hold you
and show my love.
Because you are an orange
and I hold you with hands
that will tear you apart
then I will eat you because I'm hungry.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.
