Rebel Fruit

I once fell in love with the sweetest fruit

Who rotted & withered as she crossed the sea

None of us remain the people we were

But all still recognizable to me

But through better & worse we’ve evolved

But never once did I ever expect

The kindest of hearts to devolve

I love other fruits who’ve ripened with age

And though their rind is rough & sage

They’ve aged like the finest wine

They remain sweet & kind

And not like their soul burnt in life’s oven.

She no longer has love for me. She joined a rebel fruit coven.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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