the orange

down to one
orange
you take a knife
and slice it into
quarters.
you place
it on a plate,
bring a napkin
and go
sit by the window.
slowly you
take a piece of orange
to your mouth
and bite in.
the juices
run off your lips
down
your chin.
how wrong you were
about this piece
of fruit,
thinking it was
bitter, or sour,
like the others,
you had no idea
of the sweetness
that was waiting
to begin.