taste so peculiar
They mix and match so well
As felt the mouth waters
eyes shrink when sour
turns wide when the sweet
drips unassumingly.
Half ripe, a little yellowish
mostly green the mango
round and robust shines
with no cosmetics. on.
Underneath the wrinkle
free skin lies the fleshy pulp.
Unable to resist the temptation
mercilessly, I cut the fruit
into diamonds which ape
the gold bars 0f 5 grams.
I stare at them for a time. Wishing
to preserve the beauty.
I refrain, subduing the desire.
Relentless tongue lisps up and down
rolls and rotates fierce. No more.
Prick gently on the diamond shaped
bars, the impatient tongue
quickly smacks the fruit.
Superb taste! One by one
I gulp with undefinable
felicity.
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Meenas Poems 