Eating your fruit

It is just ripe

Eating your fruit

Loves me just right

Eating your fruit

Butterflies flutter inside

Eating your fruit

I can not help but try

Eating your fruit

To get a taste

Eating your fruit

A celestial ritual 

That the universe rewarded me with

For when we are together

That is when i am just ripe

Everytime you come up

And you smirk at me lightly, 

As if you are

Eating your fruit.

This poem is about: 
Me

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