ROMANCE Poem: Fruits and Thoughts, by Mulamba Chibesakunda

You taste like mango,
awfully sweet,
staining my shirt.
May you be my guava?
For vanity wears red,
Jealousy hulks in green.

Nurture my body
with your nutritious leaves,
show me your plums,
muddy brown,
pregnant with seeds.

Do not forget my pineapple,
its bright tint painting
the plate of my heart,
splashing joy onto the cutlery.

Our mulberries,
nature’s lipstick,
crafted for my plump lips,
while oranges and bananas
find their way
into our careless words.

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