Wicked

is it wicked of me if i; buy a peach and it's too soft and ripe. what if after words it does what you thought it would do and then it well, just might. and yes and you know my fingers are more than, any thing they do and still you would have me, *sigh*. what if i pick the next one up, and squeeze out the center and 'lord' it does it too. i keep running my fingers all around it, in and out of it yes and underneath it to. like those all around me do. yet still it's so peachy and they all remain as they were. and watching yes they laugh so hard and most of them they knew. well, i guess i can always wipe that juice off. but i'm thinking what if i do, what if the best i miss and pass them by. could i leave the best behind.