Your ripening time is still ahead,
when your skin is taut and the flesh
of you is prime-sweet.
Hang on to the tree as long as you can,
(if you dare, never drop)
for there is nothing for you on the ground
but ones
that would eat you whole.
Your ripening time is still ahead,
when your skin is taut and the flesh
of you is prime-sweet.
Hang on to the tree as long as you can,
(if you dare, never drop)
for there is nothing for you on the ground
but ones
that would eat you whole.