She Tasted of Oranges
Poetry: Orange Autumn
A juicy tasty orange
She cut it in half and took it to her nose
She inhaled and smiled
I looked at her and then around
We were in our garden autumn coming to life
Leaves fell, the wind blew, a shiver took over me
Could it all really be this perfect?
She called out my name, ‘What are you thinking about, silly girl?”
Yes, I can be silly sometimes
“Just thinking of us, hon, just us,” I replied
She laughed at me, my seriousness always makes her giggle, and took a bite of the orange
Juice traveled down her chin and I decided it was time I went over there and kissed her
After all I already knew she would taste of oranges.
This story is a response to Prism & Pen’s writing prompt Orange Autumn.