I crave
a children’s sized pizza.
Guacamole, give me an avocado
so ripe the top will fall off
in my fingers.
Smoosh that green puree
onto my toast.
Lustful mouth, ready to taste
the blossom that is a mandarin
off-season.
These treacherous feelings
will hunger for anything
whenever they can.
Ohhh, that last line was quite a turn on the preceding imagery – the “treacherous feelings” – made me raise my eyebrows with the kind of intrigue they juxtapose. Great specific details to describe the avocado – and the fun word “smoosh”!