Peaches

I held your life in my hands
Longing to savor the taste,
And feel your blood run down my face

Perfectly ripe and about to fall, you
Are the color of sunrises past
I held your life in my hands

The sweet and subtle flavor you contain
Triggers a pining curiosity
To feel your blood run down my face

Standing among the trees in the grove
With the sunshine beating down on me
I held your life in my hands

I inhale deeply. Taking you in
Provokes a crazy hunger inside me
To feel your blood run down my face

Lifting you to my mouth
I slowly pierce your soft skin
I hold your extinguished life in my hands
And smile as your blood runs down my face