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. Tending to my fruit stand, another lonely day Hoping for a customer to happen ‘long the way When then I saw approaching a funny colored van It pulled off on the shoulder, I wondered of its plan The back doors slowly opened and there before my eyes Stood a gorgeous woman beneath these sunny skies Her eyes were soft and sable with hair a darker hue She smiled and said hello to me I said, “How do you do?” She stood before my table, I couldn’t help but stare First she touched an apple, then she touched a pear Suddenly she shouted, for now her hand did reach Excitedly she questioned “Please may I have a peach?” All I could do was stutter, as I could barely breathe She took a bite and then exclaimed “The sweetest I believe” Then she grabbed a couple, and walking to her van Sat upon the rear end sill, then patted with her hand I stumbled there to join her, she handed one to me “I just adore your peaches” “Yes ma’am, that I can see” I sat there with her eating and maybe I am dumb But juice was dripping from her lip, I brushed it with my thumb This seemed to make her happy, her beauty such a view Then I could not believe my ears, She asked, “Can I kiss you?” Well, forget what I said earlier the “dumb” part wasn’t right I pressed my lips against hers and held them there real tight They were sweet and sticky, delicious like the fruit Then we separated, she grinned and said, “You’re cute” *“I really think I love you and will forever true”* I felt my heart just skip a beat, “Yes ma’am, I love you too” *“I just adore your peaches, they’re the best in all the land”* We kissed again, this time good bye, she climbed into her van I watched as she departed, standing on the curb Thinking of her kisses and the last thing that I heard Then felt kind of lousy this pristine summer day Not for what had happened, but what I did not say I didn’t have the heart to tell this woman of my dreams The fruits this day that she enjoyed were really nectarines
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
Peaches and dreams
. Tending to my fruit stand, another lonely day Hoping for a customer to happen ‘long the way When then I saw approaching a funny colored van It pulled off on the shoulder, I wondered of its plan The back doors slowly opened and there before my eyes Stood a gorgeous woman beneath these sunny skies Her eyes were soft and sable with hair a darker hue She smiled and said hello to me I said, “How do you do?” She stood before my table, I couldn’t help but stare First she touched an apple, then she touched a pear Suddenly she shouted, for now her hand did reach Excitedly she questioned “Please may I have a peach?” All I could do was stutter, as I could barely breathe She took a bite and then exclaimed “The sweetest I believe” Then she grabbed a couple, and walking to her van Sat upon the rear end sill, then patted with her hand I stumbled there to join her, she handed one to me “I just adore your peaches” “Yes ma’am, that I can see” I sat there with her eating and maybe I am dumb But juice was dripping from her lip, I brushed it with my thumb This seemed to make her happy, her beauty such a view Then I could not believe my ears, She asked, “Can I kiss you?” Well, forget what I said earlier the “dumb” part wasn’t right I pressed my lips against hers and held them there real tight They were sweet and sticky, delicious like the fruit Then we separated, she grinned and said, “You’re cute” *“I really think I love you and will forever true”* I felt my heart just skip a beat, “Yes ma’am, I love you too” *“I just adore your peaches, they’re the best in all the land”* We kissed again, this time good bye, she climbed into her van I watched as she departed, standing on the curb Thinking of her kisses and the last thing that I heard Then felt kind of lousy this pristine summer day Not for what had happened, but what I did not say I didn’t have the heart to tell this woman of my dreams The fruits this day that she enjoyed were really nectarines
Stephank
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
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