Her eyes narrow behind sunglasses, she tilts those shades up as she picks one–
sniffs deep for the right scent: sweet, ripe
tests its firmess and coloring, twirling it in her palms–
A master inspector, talented by her unusually keen senses that never disappoint
others covet her for she only bites perfection…
Everytime,
tossing aside the subpar
It’s a hunt and her reward?
Perfection,
Always Perfection!
[A baby coconut fell at my feet, and I couldn’t not steal it for myself!]
