Written by Callie Cheng
Art by Pixabay
She giggles, golden, cheeky, tart,
And nips my tongue in sugar sweet,
My fingers dig in citrus heart,
And tear inside to taste her meat.
I bite inside that newborn sun,
Leaking zest and zinged delight,
Of spring she dribbles, and summer runs,
Tongue on tang; oh what a fright!
Surprises, nuggets, the future—sploosh!
Tickles wrapped in fragile skin!
Peel away to sip that juice,
And shovel up that treasure’s grin.
New year’s like an orange round,
So peel that fruit ’till Happy’s found.