Today I saw a man embrace
a prize-winning melon
He was so proud of what his 
love had wrought

Every day he watered
shaded, sheltered
as he marveled at its girth
and the mottled emerald skin

How lucky to love like that
a heart full of the sweet
and ephemeral
always here, now

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