Apple
by Sean Powers
February 14, 2004

Every day, you bring that apple

From an apple tree.

I say to you I love it,

But what I really mean is that I love you.

Don’t you believe...

...how that apple dribbles down my chin

I know with you I win, always, forever.

Next day a plumb or a banana or two

Don’t you know, I love you.

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