What My Friend Says When She Gives Me a Persimmon

    It tastes like your first kiss，

    but you have to let it ripen

    until you almost think it's too late，

    the beautiful bright body spoiled.

    That's when it's best， that's when you open up

    the flesh， that's when you want to

    lay it on your tongue and savor it，

    not really like your first kiss but more like

    oral sex， though I wouldn't say that

    in public. I couldn't eat one

    with a stranger with so much

    private hunger going on.