.forbidden fruit.
i would rarely glance
at crunchy glistening red apples that won the best harvest of the year. it’s
not the matter of liking the green ones better, because i do. but it’s about
considering the yellow ones over the red. doesn’t matter if they are from a
whole new species or origin or whatever.
it happens that
i would pay a slightly longer attention span on this group of apples when
suddenly those callow yellow seem so mellow. why it turned out to be mellow?
yah…you see, i
do so when the yellows are ripening.
gushing with
mysterious flavors to tease taste buds.
juicy.
but then again.
some was born
yellow.
and probably
will die a yellow.
now that’s been
said, some of the yellows doesn’t seem so special huh?
but that doesn’t
stop me from admiring them. while i think they are still special, that is. time
will tell.
