Passion Fruit

Have you ever listened to the dialogue of a woman and craved her literally as you imagine the reality in this modern era that lust the openness during a exchange from bitten fruit Well, as time went on and I started to discover my voice through poetry, she became my muse. Wondering if we converse over fruit and wine would we cross that line or become complacent and life past us by Passion Fruit is a metaphor literally, it describes how we can have a random discussion with a woman and she provokes your appetite beyond reason. I look at the beauty of a woman as fruit, tasty, beautiful, sweet, spicy, I savored her taste and became appreciative of her presence. Rather seducing her mind, being patient with her, live through her struggles, she's human. Through a wet dream I had in my mind with her, all types of emotions begin to occur on daily basis. Nutmeg is the origin of our spicy exchange, perfectly my feelings begin to elaborate on a edgy message as a lifetime with her would capture me in dreams. I put women on a pedestal. Rather as my muse, committing to the passion of her art, accepting all of her, including her flaws. Hungry #11/Hungry #25 is a continuation of our conversation we had in November, my birthday month. Embracing her through metaphors had me hungry for plums and wrote my poetic soliloquy while digesting plums. Caught up in her vibe Has become a gift to my expression. I tasted her with no expectations, and this Passion Fruit quite frankly humbled me in a way that can only be experienced with a open mind. So, if this Passion Fruit comes your way, spoil her fantasy like she does mine daily ...hope you enjoy my love letter to her lyrically while we take a bite into this fruit with passion. Brandon T. Reed