Monday, 15 August 2011



When I encounter those enticing bananas

My hands itch

Seeking to peel

And make the lovely fruit within mine

The outer easy to peel

Stays on, tempting

Ripening, showing the inner

Till in the end I claim them for mine

And eat of it all

The sweetest fruit of the world

Then I am worried:

For this one was a carefully concealed mine!

(From 54 Weeks A love Poem © 2011 Su’eddie Vershima Agema

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