Apple
I held the world, a blushing apple
Freckled sheen in my hand
The noise it made when my teeth hit it
Was……..surf breaking
White waves snaked through
To flush out my quiet cove
Fuse my land and sea
Pips sat tight inside
A silent promise of more
I couldn’t see them
Yet knew they were there
The next sweet fleshed dreams
Potent and dormant
For every seed of greatness
Nests somewhere in a core
Waiting for an apple day
A moment to be tasted.
(Not my hand obvs, as the nails are too long😂)