Apples & Onions

I got so excited when I saw you for the first time you were fresh and inviting perfectly enticing yeah in the most distinctive hue of crisp white linen kissed with blue all polished and sophisticated the finest specimen oh oh where had you been I'd searched between the leaves to no avail I'd sat beneath the trees hoping the sky would send me something so delicious like apples and onions like whisky and wine some are just born beautiful and some need time to find out what they're made of and where they belong like apples and onions you won't recognize me when you see what I've become from scrappy little fisherman to juicy little plum from knotted hair and bruised up knees to lips so sweet they'd make the bees swarm around with jealousy you never saw this side of me oh what lies beneath is not always as simple as it seems like apples and onions like whisky and wine some are just born beautiful and some need time to find out what they're made of and where they belong like apples and onions what starts off intoxicating, shiny and exhilarating after a while It gets a little bit tired and what at first seems dry and rough with skin so thick and shell so tough you work so hard to get inside and then you find something so delicious