Seeds of Heaven

Papaya, love: such sweet nectar; and love tiptoes the winds.
Add curry, my love: a powder rich. We dine occasionally:
Our schedules are hectic: so many term papers; and so many
Obligations. We nibble cashews; and debate pains. Such
Coconut dreams; and red pumpkin heartbeats. Our chestnut
Drums, a mystic zeal; and we gnaw sugar cane, the sticks of
Heaven. Pineapple, love: such sweet nectar; and love tiptoes
The winds. Our tears, a pond apple; and kiwi fruit ambitions.
The world is grey; but we ponder black and white. So many
Almonds, and vanilla cream; and we kneel, a nightly prayer.
Star fruit is freezing; and wine grapes: her relish. We smile
In silence; and ponder pickle trees. Such Hawaiian love; and
Sandy blue; and such beauty, a world of islands. Papaya, love:
Such sweet nectar; and love tiptoes the winds.