Helen gave
Benedict
a small bite
of her red
uneaten
ripe apple.
He returned
the apple
to her hands
with a small
bite missing.
She turned her
apple round
and bit there
sensing soft
juices run
down her chin.
They both chewed
their pieces
in silence
while sitting
watching slow
traffic pass
on the road
in Southwark.
With her hand
she wiped from
her chin the
sticky juice,
then offered
him again
the apple:
another
small bite was
taken, then
handed back
to her hands.
He watched her
as she bit
once again;
saw juices
on her chin
which she licked
with her tongue.
Shared apple,
but unlike
that Adam
and that Eve,
no one spoke
to deceive.
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
Helen gave
Benedict
a small bite
of her red
uneaten
ripe apple.
He returned
the apple
to her hands
with a small
bite missing.
She turned her
apple round
and bit there
sensing soft
juices run
down her chin.
They both chewed
their pieces
in silence
while sitting
watching slow
traffic pass
on the road
in Southwark.
With her hand
she wiped from
her chin the
sticky juice,
then offered
him again
the apple:
another
small bite was
taken, then
handed back
to her hands.
He watched her
as she bit
once again;
saw juices
on her chin
which she licked
with her tongue.
Shared apple,
but unlike
that Adam
and that Eve,
no one spoke
to deceive.
A boy and girl share sn apple in London in 1955
