My Carrot

Lee Leon
I love the orange coloured skin
My carrot has to tempt my eyes
I love the crunchieness within
Which with my teeth I realise

I munch, I chew, I taste the juice
The sweetness of the central core
Willingly I let seduce
This vegetable, this paramour.

There is no finer time than this
A summer's sunset in a field
A carrot slowly chewed is bliss
My soul is calm, my stomach filled.

Published by Lee Leon

I wanted to be a serious writer - unfortunately my muse is a small and not completely sane sheep - but what can you do? It's hard to explain, but that's life and I guess someone has to do it!  View profile

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