Produce Sympathy?

[Xillus_Xavier]

Produce Sympathy

A little blonde beauty in a white tank top and blue jeans
browses the produce department;
her soft hands with manicured nails of a shy-blushed red
grip a dark green shopping cart that perfectly matches her eyes.
Amongst the luscious fruit she's the perfect peach he expects to pluck.

With a smirk and a swagger,
he makes his approach,
with the grapes, bitter tangerines,
and pristine pears looking on.

After a lime-sour stare, she coldly turns away,
wheeling off with his pride.
Amidst the now giggling audience,
a single bruised banana sighs in sympathy.

[blazeofglory]

Produce Sympathy?

A little blonde beauty in a white tank top and blue jeans
browses the produce department;
her soft hands with manicured nails of a shy-blushed red
grips a dark green shopping cart that perfectly matches her eyes.
Amongst the luscious fruit she's the perfect peach -
a peach he expects to pluck.

With a smirk and a swagger,
he makes his approach,
with the grapes, bitter tangerines,
and pristine pears looking on.

After a lime-sour stare, she coldly turns away,
wheeling off with his pride.
Amidst the now giggling audience,
a single bruised banana sighs in sympathy.

Something really appealingly melancholic!! I am intrigued indeed.

[Xillus_Xavier]

Thanks for the compliment.

[ampoule]

This is absolutely precious. Bruised egos aside, whether yours or someone you were observing or the poor banana, I pictured every moment of this. I kinda wanted to throw a juicy ripe tomato at her white top. How clever, the fruit and how it changes. If the fella had have scored, the fruit would have appeared to be cheering, I'm sure. Says something about all of us observers.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Nice flight of the imagination! Of course the banana was sympathetic, knowing what the guy had in mind with respect to his......fruit.