Orange You Glad

2014/4/5

Ripe Season of love Do you like? Am I enough?

Fallen, picked, or plucked From so many to be If I have such luck I guess we shall see To only… or be in love You and me

As I’m stripped and peeled The inside of me My fate is sealed Is this happening? To know, to feel With you to be

The taste, the rush A sweet confection Becoming us Natural selection Love and lust Lips an intersection

My beautiful girl A flood Not one word The flavor, the touch My world This love

But this season This time Doesn’t look a thing like Jesus So you won’t be mine I’ll have no reason And you’ll say goodbye

Ripe Far better to be rotten Won’t love me right? My love for you stoppin’