The smell of cantaloupe is enticing Yearning to feel it’s smoothly texture It beckons me to it with an unworldly call The slippery flesh is on my earthly skin As I hold the fruit it embraces me, How sweet! How kind it is! I sympathize and crave it! A plant that is living and purring Communicates to us with undecipherable Decibels that can be heard from beyond our senses But, I’m hungry; so hungry! Tearing apart it’s flesh It’s now a part of me; broken down to a Molecular level.