Citrus Delight

Absentmindedly, I placed
the slice of orange
in my mouth.

As my teeth penetrated
the thin outer skin
the flavor burst on my senses
like fourth of July sparklers.

I closed my eyes
to savor the moment.

Slowly, I chewed
as the sweet, tangy
juice filled my mouth
and ran down my chin.

Greedily, I ate
but could not recapture

the utter delight
of that very first bite.

© Faye Adams

H. M. Painting With Words
Annual Poetry Contest
October, 2005

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