On Eating Cherries

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On Eating Cherries

When it is warm, it's time for picking
Sweet dark-red hearts from trees
These cherries are awakened
To find new homes with me

Sweet, dark-red hearts from trees,
Dive into my mouth
To find new homes with me
But stain my pink tongue red

Dive into my mouth
You can’t escape my wrath
But stain my pink tongue red
And crack my first tooth left

You can’t escape my wrath
Though you slip through clumsy fingers
And crack my first tooth left
From hard pits in dark-red heads

Though you slip through clumsy fingers
For love I pierce your skin
From hard pits in dark-red heads
I’ll learn not to eat so quick.