Bosc of all Bosc by Matthew J. Hernandez
Keanon Pete
You touch my heart
Like ripe fruit
You bring out the best in me
I love your laugh, your smile
Your moody ups and downs
Your penchant for dancing in the rain
When I see you I feel alive again
We are ripe fruit, handled gently
Placed high, we keep safe
We stay patient
We touch hearts, like ripe fruit on the vine
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Very well written, passionate!