kiwi

I really love kiwi.

There is something about how refreshing it is.
The water is like a heavy mist in your mouth.

And the light tint of an emerald stone with the seeds black as night.

It's the epitome of a humid summer's day.

Sweat streaming down your face as your tired hand limply sways like a fan to create a breeze.

The heat bug is singing.

Everything seems to be moving in slow motion.

Big sunglasses cover your eyes like a statment, while your bathing suit is trimmed to feel every curve of your body,the end just like a dress, twirling out. with just the right heart neckline.

It's the 30's and jazz is humming in the background.

When i eat kiwi it takes me back to The Notebook, "if you're a bird I'm a bird."

It makes me want to have been alive when times were simpler and complicated all at once.

When romance wasn't hard to find.

It makes me want to jump in the water, and float for hours on my back.

It makes me never want to wipe the trickle of juice running down my chin.

I love kiwi.