And my favorite fruit is custard apple, a handful, healthful fruit with a lot of sweet pulp and seeds to spit out. Those with cold and cough allergies should not touch it.
I like the prompt and I like this ode devoted to the peach. Peaches are truly great. They have a lot of nutrients besides being enticing with a crisp apple-like bite.
This poem evokes the taste and the appearance of a peach with appropriate imagery.
"I want fuzzy peach skin,"
A simple free verse that adequately brings the poet's preference to a peach to the reader. You could avoid "So" in the last line and take away the prosaic touch.
It flows well.
Grateful to nature for her generous bounty to human kind.

Write on!