Ode to a Punctuation-less Pear

You are my loveliest of friends my role model my model rotund woman you’re graceful and delicate and greenyellow colored I love your colors your taste colored white most often so juicy and crunchy too soon you don’t know your beauty so simple graceful you are in my palm like a woman rotund shapely what does that mean anyway of any shape a triangle has shape but you are the essence the essential the cosmic the universal delicacy a crunch juice freckles you are best with a bit of cheese so soft and creamy to your golden green skin the skin the skin the skin the skin of you is what I most admire but your insides are too so autumn crisp bursting with spring sluice like rain as a solid like a woman dancing pearshaped and naked lovely to the world in spring laughing