Oblong, bright and a fragrance with a bite

Unexpected chaos within

Sever it slowly, and the fragrance intensifies

Its pulp glistens, and a drop of juice trickles out

Seems innocent enough

But as you pick up one half

And bite it with a slurp

Your lips are drawn in like a string on a sack

Your cheeks cave in

Your eyes begin to water

You nostrils are tickled and overwhelmed

As you remove the piece from your mouth

You wonder how anyone could enjoy such a creation

Then suddenly you realize that this acidic wonder has potential

You decide to rein in that flavor

With a glass of pure liquid life

You squeeze its contents into the glass

And take another chance and taste it

It’s calmer, but the concoction needs a companion

Sweet crystals are added and gently blended in

Then when you taste it this time

The sour and sweet mingle together

In a way that is pleasantly refreshing

Suddenly it comes to you

Life can bear a bushel of sour fruit

But when you tame those little beasts

With purity and sweet expectation

You end up with a product

That soothes your weary soul

So take a sip

Savor its goodness

And know that all is well