Apple Thoughts

Crimson hued,
Smell of bliss;
The sound
Of your presence
Changing my mood,
All I want
Is to feel
Your smile
Echo on
My lips:
Apple.

The appeal of red,
The voluptuous contour,
All I want
Is to seize
Your essence
That delivers
Freedom:
Apple.

Your sweet
Flawless skin,
As modest as
An autumn night,
All I want
Is to hold you
And feel your
Silent symphony
Resonate off
My skin:
Apple.