Amo Ergo Sum

Heart of the fruit has flowered, was a day When petals opened wide beneath the sun And fragrance hung upon a milder air Spun with the beating wings, transparency A weight of sweetness on the silken bloom. In shape of brilliant fruit, returning flesh Changes the various colors of the light To smoothly stretching skin, to seed and stem, Distilling summer to formality, Itself the shadow and the gift of time.