A Fruit for My Love

If I were to pick a fruit,

for you, my love,

it would have to be the best,

the best fruit one could find.

It’s winter now and fruit is scarce,

but I will find a fruit for you,

my love.

A ripe fruit, plump

and ready,

with a color as delicious

as the fruit itself.

Because you, my love,

deserve the best,

the best fruit one could find.

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