THE ORANGE

The juice touches my lips like a sweet sugary kiss

Tingling sensations grace my taste buds



Crisp and fresh is the sweet nectar of the fruit

As I take each bite I describe the taste in a different way



Intoxicating, fresh, sweet, sour, lovely

A burst of taste and I'm in heaven



My weakness, my sustenance

My elixir of life, The orange


Author's Notes/Comments: 

this was more to get rid of writers block but I kinda like it anyways HAHA I'M A GEEK

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i love this poem