Ode to the Mango

Exquisite mango

Oh, the way your juice 

Steadily drips like a tap

Into my eager mouth

Dripping with saliva 

And my eyes as big as

Mangoes, shining as bright and big as the moon.

A glint of silver

We slice deep until we feel the seed

Juice runs out like

A never-ending waterfall

The perfect summer treat.

Beneath the smooth

Thin skin that shines like the sun

Lies the seed of the mango

Hard as a rock

I bite into the bright, yellow flesh

Flavour runs down my throat

My taste buds start to dance.