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Adam’s Delight
Tanner Léon 

I love a slice
in my mouth
your pulsing red—
stem poised
 
tender flesh
beneath the surface,

a hard core
full of seed. 

I scrub you clean 
before I feast

I could churn you 
into butter 

bathe your body
in caramel—

kiss your colors 
& caress your curves 

split you open 
on the table—

eager fingers 
on your Fuji 

oh great gift
your Grannysmith—

horndoggin’
for Honeycrisp.

I could munch you
in a pie

taste your flavors
in my chai

put an arrow 
through your heart 

in a tree
is where we start 

grace your bottom 
with my hand 

I’ve become 
the apple man.