Maybe we’re apples and oranges
Maybe that’s okay
I’ll peel your skin
With just one touch you core me
We aren’t afraid of being cut-ups
Sliced and diced
Lets get juiced together
Pulverizing any walls and divisions
Reduced to essential elements
Blended to sweet froth
Recombined
Smoothed
Stirred
Poured out as one
Together
Atoms commingling
In a loving cup
David Trudel © 2012
