Raspberry and mango bougainvilleas, the tang of guava,
an orange and silver carp on a Balinese path, breathing
its last breath of hope, for someone to save it.
Pomegranate seeds popped into your mouth
dribble down your cheek to stain your new white pants;
your snow-teeth bite into watermelon, crumbling
from its watery pink into water itself.
My love for you is a crisp yellow pineapple, pale seaweed
dabbled in sunlight, the musky pink of my fingernails;
blue-grey dolphins, white baby seal love, the emerald sun
and the cool green sky; a tortoise underwater, an ache of forever,
a smiling purple dog; a yearning unresolved.
Lisa Reily is a former literacy consultant, dance director and teacher from Australia. She is now a budget traveller with two bags, one laptop and no particular home. You can find out more about Lisa at lisareily.wordpress.com.