A PATIENT PEACH

Patience is rippled, wavered 

Within the ripened peach stone 

An etched and meandering stone scape  

Embedded in soft succulent flesh. 

Anticipation holds the stone 

Promises etched within which one day, 

Will commit to full and rounded flesh 

Flesh devoted to deep and longed-for love.  

Devoted love knows true patience  

Knows that only patience can deliver such love 

Anticipation. Take your time to taste  

The slow-roasted peach, basted in true love.  

Peach slow-roasted, enriched with golden honey 

Flavoured over time, with a rare vintage mascarpone  

And macadamia steps forward to crown  

To capture this moment, in love’s own kitchen. 

Savour slow-roasted peach  

Slowly. She takes her time, to melt 

Into the moment. Soft stone-fruit flesh that teases  

Tantalises taste-buds. Come alive, this time.  

There are buds of peach outside  

Biding their time, playing the game of patience 

Promising desire, deep desires that touches memory 

Bank on her love, lasting, this time.   

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