Like a peanut M&M you are.
Beautiful bright and shiny on the outside.
Everyone wants to touch and hold
and taste.
But brittle.
Tempted to bite in
eager to feel the smooth dark sweetness on my tongue.
Dissolves
too quickly.
What’s left is hard
but truly you.
That part wholly organic
that sprang green from the earth
and knew the yellow heat of the sun
felt the morning’s pure
white drops of dew
and the evening’s hot gray rain.
That part of you
neither sweet nor acid
just hard and true and perfect in itself
Roll it round and round
feel it soften
and savor its truth before biting in.
And know I had it all.
Labels: Candy, M&Ms, organic, peanut M&Ms, poetry
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