I Love to Write Poetry

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...