A Plum

A plum, a plum,

So black and full,

And fresh and taunt and round.

Bite the flesh and feel the juice

Drip, drip down.

A heart, a heart,

So sad and pure,

Returned to lost and found.

Unheeded tears will fill and spill and

Drip, drip down.

A seed, a seed,

Ripped from a plum,

Forgotten in the ground.

The summer rain will bless the earth and

Drip, drip down.

A love, a love,

Ripped from a heart,

In tears and rain will drown,

And feed the seed with flesh and juice that

Drip, drip down.