The sweet taste of love,
Still lingers in my mind.
A succulent tasty morsel,
A treasure worth its find.

A wet and juicy fruit,
That fills my mouth with joy.
Like candy to a baby,
An edible sexy toy.

With nectar sweet as honey,
A syrup of flowing silk.
Like a bubbly kind of lava,
As smooth as warm clear milk.

It breathes with scented oils,
Like a flower in the mist.
And blossoms when caressed,
By the feel of a lover's kiss.

A dessert at its very best,
When embraced with lots of love.
I know I'll never get enough,
Of this treat I'm thinking of.