Pick out the ripest peach:
wash in warm water
rub off fuzz
cut into quarters.
Insert a piece of peach
half way into your lips then
offer the other half to the lips
of your lover — you both
nibble at the peach until your
lips
touch
lips
and
you
kiss
peach juices.
Yes, juices run
down your chins to
cleavage
chest —
kissing —
lick up
skin juices.
Eat another piece:
yes
again
yes
and again
until your kisses
eat all of your peach. . . and. . .
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Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
Ha!! Well, believe it or not I was actually EATING A PEACH when I clicked on this fabulous poem. Apparently, though I was NOT eating it correctly as I ate it ALL BY MYSELF!!!!
Yummmmmy! Love you, Mary