Love Apple

Her love was something she cherished

Just as a tree lover enjoyed the outdoors

She was simple

She appreciated her solitude

For she knew not many could withstand

the love that she personified

She was more careful than others

Carefully handpicking those she spent her energy on

Like fresh apples from a rich orchard

For the ones who got into her basket

shared a special part of her

And so she would hold onto that Apple

she would polish it

and cherish it

sometimes, she could even see her own reflection in it

with a wet and wanting mouth

she would readily sink her teeth

into the very depths of that apple

and like that, with every bite

She would fall deeper in love with it's richness.