Peaches

We bought two peaches
but we did not eat them

we were saving them for a suitable time,
wrapped them up in napkins, washed them

but there was no suitable time
the peaches remained uneaten

I found them in my bag once you had gone
bruised and damaged from the travelling
and ate them both,

their pink juices staining
the white napkin

we could never be together, you and I
because we eat ice cream so differently.
You eat it slowly, savouring it

like i used to, once.

now i eat fast
to get the peak experience of ice cream

i want every flavour combination hitting my tongue all at once

because there’s no way around it
the ice cream will be gone in the end

we should enjoy it
while it is here.