What Goes Over..??

It's like when..
On my hand,
I have with me, a mango..
,by pressing it in..
..via my fingers, i can guess,
that it ripen, but am not assured..
Because I might peal it,
and get frastrated,
...for it might be rotten or unripen..
But am affraid of pealling it,
,because it all av' got...
and the more it stays,
...the more it make me wonder,
If I should let it be or
..peal it..
Mmmmmh, thats how my heart feels,
,love, is the mango...
,my heart is my hand..
..via my mind and instincts..
guess that the love is ripen ..
..but it's not sure...
My heart might decide to peal it,
,and remain frastrated...
....or get satisfied..
But it aint assured of any...
It is tempted to peal it ..
..and taste it..
But a heavy heart beat ...
,acts as a reminder, "think about it"
My mind says, "go for it"
and am left to face it..
,by choosing,
..either my mind over my heart...
,or my heart over my mind..
that's what is left behind...
,what goes over...
...and what remain under..
,the other....???

                   ⓒ2016