Underneath the Lemon Tree

Underneath the lemon tree

Is where I picture us to be

Our limbs entwined so tenderly

Our pulses synced harmoniously

And when this moment begins and ends

Is still to be recorded yet

Underneath the lemon

How pleasant is this summer breeze

On skin exposed so secretly

Shielded by the emerald leaves

Specks of dappled light abound

Flitting through the canopy to the ground

Appear like the sunbursts that light aflame

Every time you call my name

Underneath the lemon tree

Is where we lie so gloriously

And every touch is like electricity

Connecting through my whole body

When you take a bite

Don’t you feel light

The thrill of the zest

As it zaps through your chest

Sour never taste quite so sweet

And the spark lit your eyes

With your hands on my thighs

And the kiss of the tang

As you slip in your tongue

As you move up your hand

Underneath the lemon tree

Is where I picture us to be

In this poem so ineloquent

Despite we haven’t started yet

Concludes us in an amorous vignette