Mutual

Mutual  pleasure in the tomato that slips

off the vine at the lightest pull,

red, ripe and ready, a slight softness.

Cherry-sized fruit with no scent of nightshade,

only summer sunlight bursting on the tongue.

 

 

mutual

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