Bold round watermelon
ripe
as a woman's breast.
Born in
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This is a bonanza for the senses. “crunch, slurp, yum and gulp” There is no half-way to eat a watermelon. I like the way “pretty black beads for seeds” reads. This picture ‘half moon dripping on my white dress” stands out. It brings back the the sounds and tastes of summer.
well done lovely descriptions and colorful metaphors 10 watermelons always remind me of the fresh sea to each his own semantics if you please best wishes Shimon
this one beckoned to the watermelon lover in me...a refreshing read..much like actually eating one! ..hehe...
Though it is an ode, the watermelon got its best attention and tribute from this wonderful poem.
Watermelon is like a woman in heat, all the juices of love so abundant you can drink of her! Truly quench the drive in men. A 10.
This is the most delicious watermelon I have ever read about. I have watermelon every day for breakfast and will think of it in a new light now. All the amazing images you have included in this poem have simply made me drool.... 10 Karin Anderson