What is it to be an apple?
One needs form of course,
a roundness, certainly,
time to grow, swell, sweeten.
Patience, that goes without saying.
And dedication to push the skin
to the very point of bursting,
yet holding firm, bending the bough
A sense of pride is useful with
the merest hint of bashfulness
to bring a little blush – so appealing.
A generosity to give of your
juices, as Eve to Adam did
And finally, a sacrificial deed,
allowing sharp teeth to sink
into crisp outer skin,
sensual inner flesh.