"Why do you look at me this way, pear?
You look sad.”
“I'm happy to be with you
once again,
but yes,
I'm rather sad.
I’m sad because now it's Summer
and you prefer apricots and peaches,
plums and medlars
and my time seems already past.”
"You're wrong, my sweet pear,
old loves,
they have no seasons,
they have only one
and it never ends.”

June 15, 2021