Sighing for Peaches

Ah.

A  q u i e t  glow

sending warmth through

miles

of bittersweet, herbaceous, dirt
smelling fruit.

     
There's this fuzz

wrapping snuggly around the

sunset

of such s e d u c t i v e
comforting, delicate skin.

       
A sweetness

so intoxicating that the

t a r t n e s s 

rigidity, revelation
of the pit revives.
       
There's this moment
rounded shoulders tense and
juices
d r i p ,  d r i p ,  d r i b b l e
sighing down.