Timothy Gega
11-07-2014, 06:16 AM
Ode To My Apricot Tree<o:p></o:p>
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Oh Apricot tree my sweet Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Let me become one with thee.<o:p></o:p>
Your sensual pleasure brings delight to me.<o:p></o:p>
My tongue is servant to none other but thee.<o:p></o:p>
Forever grateful you’re in my yard,<o:p></o:p>
You’re antiquity renowned in every regard.<o:p></o:p>
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Oh Apricot tree my beautiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Your leaves of green are my canopy.<o:p></o:p>
They protect me from the warm day’s Sun,<o:p></o:p>
As your fruits start to ripen my coveting has begun.<o:p></o:p>
Old Grandpa planted you here on one fine day,<o:p></o:p>
So I can reap your bounty in the month of May.<o:p></o:p>
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Oh Apricot tree my bountiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Your pubescent fruit brings lustful joy to me.<o:p></o:p>
These seeds of stone for you I gladly cast,<o:p></o:p>
To bear more fruit for me is all I ask.<o:p></o:p>
I see Birds and Bees encircling you here to mate,<o:p></o:p>
On your delicate pink petals they do fornicate.<o:p></o:p>
I devour your flesh and taste your meats,<o:p></o:p>
My senses consumed with your tartened treats.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my beautiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
With golden-ripe fruit your branches weep.<o:p></o:p>
Our names carved deep into your bark<o:p></o:p>
As memories reignite this adolescent spark.<o:p></o:p>
Please drupe your fruit here on my lips,<o:p></o:p>
As I caress them with these eager fingertips.<o:p></o:p>
I’ll squeeze your velvet plums so fine,<o:p></o:p>
And sip your spirited warm barack wine.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my bountiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
You compliment my dining table fair,<o:p></o:p>
Your tastiness preserved with utmost care.<o:p></o:p>
Your fruits now slathered across my bread,<o:p></o:p>
This salivating tongue pleases my starving head.<o:p></o:p>
Your thick amber skin gives life to all,<o:p></o:p>
As Autumn’s leaves change and begin to fall.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Let me drink you in because you are so divine.<o:p></o:p>
Your golden aphrodisiac that spans old Shakespeare’s rhymes.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
©2012 Tim Gega<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my sweet Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Let me become one with thee.<o:p></o:p>
Your sensual pleasure brings delight to me.<o:p></o:p>
My tongue is servant to none other but thee.<o:p></o:p>
Forever grateful you’re in my yard,<o:p></o:p>
You’re antiquity renowned in every regard.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my beautiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Your leaves of green are my canopy.<o:p></o:p>
They protect me from the warm day’s Sun,<o:p></o:p>
As your fruits start to ripen my coveting has begun.<o:p></o:p>
Old Grandpa planted you here on one fine day,<o:p></o:p>
So I can reap your bounty in the month of May.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my bountiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Your pubescent fruit brings lustful joy to me.<o:p></o:p>
These seeds of stone for you I gladly cast,<o:p></o:p>
To bear more fruit for me is all I ask.<o:p></o:p>
I see Birds and Bees encircling you here to mate,<o:p></o:p>
On your delicate pink petals they do fornicate.<o:p></o:p>
I devour your flesh and taste your meats,<o:p></o:p>
My senses consumed with your tartened treats.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my beautiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
With golden-ripe fruit your branches weep.<o:p></o:p>
Our names carved deep into your bark<o:p></o:p>
As memories reignite this adolescent spark.<o:p></o:p>
Please drupe your fruit here on my lips,<o:p></o:p>
As I caress them with these eager fingertips.<o:p></o:p>
I’ll squeeze your velvet plums so fine,<o:p></o:p>
And sip your spirited warm barack wine.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my bountiful Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
You compliment my dining table fair,<o:p></o:p>
Your tastiness preserved with utmost care.<o:p></o:p>
Your fruits now slathered across my bread,<o:p></o:p>
This salivating tongue pleases my starving head.<o:p></o:p>
Your thick amber skin gives life to all,<o:p></o:p>
As Autumn’s leaves change and begin to fall.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
Oh Apricot tree my Apricot tree,<o:p></o:p>
Let me drink you in because you are so divine.<o:p></o:p>
Your golden aphrodisiac that spans old Shakespeare’s rhymes.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
©2012 Tim Gega<o:p></o:p>