My eyes widened,as I plucked you
from that old bunch
you hung with,
the peaches and plums
that surrounded you.
You were the one for me.
Your exotic skin,
tinged with sun
and carribean winds.
You were the one for me.
I held you firmly,
in one hand
and gently, so gently,
peeled your outer layers with the other:
One,
Two,
Three,
Four.
Playing with your skin,
your fruit so exquisite
tasted so good.
I nibbled at you again,
and again.
You nourished me,
like only a good banana could.
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