The peach bit me with its irresistable sweetness, As it's teary juice ran down my chin like rain. The punch of its color sent a chilling pain through my eyes as the sun fell upon it, I felt that they would just run away with the glare. I met a fuzzy sensation when my lips touched the surface, And I cried out with joy as it began to tear like paper between my teeth. This peach was like the hot sun, its warmth excited me and I ran to retrieve yet another.
Reason for writing:
It was a class project, and we had to write poems that
dealt with personification, similes, and metaphors. I
chose a peach because I find things that tend to be unique
and what no one else would think of. I've written poems
like this before.
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