The Orange Fruit

The orange fruit falling

from your hand rolls

to the sidewalk.

 

You chase after it

under the orange sky

breeze sweeps over

your whole body

bringing to me

poignant cologne.

 

The orange continues

to roll on the pavement

slowly peeling your scent

until I could smell it whole

when you come back

such an orange-filled run.

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