031310 Orange County Poem by Manonton Dalan

dripping on my fingers
i sip the sweet juice
slowly taking off rind
releasing segments
to my hungry lips
towards my taste buds

i wipe my hand with rind
coating with thin oily shine
refreshing scents of summer
reminds me of orange county
not so far from the beach
waves ain't too picky but wait

across the burning sand
bodies frolic around freely
water will soothe that away
before your eyes go astray
standby the waves to get smack
that will surely wakes you up