Deleted Member Posted September 7 Posted September 7 Her love for bananas, pure and sweet, Like morning sun in golden heat, Each curve a promise, soft and bright, Her fingers trace with pure delight. She peels them slow, in quiet grace, A smile spreads across her face, The fruit, so tender, ripe with charm, Held like treasure in her palm. Its golden flesh, a lover’s kiss, A moment full of simple bliss, With every bite, her heart does sing, Of nature’s gift, her soul’s soft spring. Oh, the joy that bananas bring, A love as sweet as early spring, In every bite, she finds her way, To savor life's small joys each day.
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