what                     
                            core                       
                              to                      
                               an                     
                                apple                       
                            plump spread and edible        
                   green or red                            
                                           with a stem      
                pressed to your mouth                        
                                              by my hand    
               moving to let                                
                                         dribbles of life  
              emit from the corners                         
                                             of your grin  
              laughing at the piece                      
                            left trapped and snacked over  
               tucked between two front teeth              
                   you wipe the rest up with your sleeve   
                and ask what was funny                    
                                        I shut you up     
                  and retrieve it for you                 
                   both giggling on lips with hunger        
                    I toss away the remaining core           
                  then continue  to  quench my thirst        
                            
                              for apples