Mango
Inside your shadow:
There’s a Mango
you always eat,
Gleaming
below the sun
Like the Holy graal,
Like a star liberated from heavens
We cannot touch.
With your tongue:
you caress,
You graze
a light blessed
tenderly
By the Mother's growing seed,
Which keeps you
buried
Within a shadow that follows
Those memories of night and morning,
Where the Mango beams joyous light
Thru dark trails
where you always
walk
and eat.
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Posted Jul 8, 2019, 6:52 PM UTC
I just feel so much warmth reading this. Your sun has warmed me and the taste of that summer fruit lingers here on my tongue. Your words are truly palpable. This is what I call a great read and an excellent use of poetic expression. Go well, traveller. Keep us poetically informed as you go.