Sweetest Fruit
The fruit of the gods my eyes do see
The sweetest taste upon my lips
This fruit in front of me
Tasting ever so just slight sips
Tongue dances delicately as taste and fragrance mix
This sweet fruit is my fix
Swirling and tasting every drop
You say please don’t stop
Quicken the pace and take nibble up on the nub
With my tongue I swirl and do rub
Sweet nectar does flow more and more
As I taste you now like never before
The end is near I can sense its arrival
I eat your fruit like it is for my survival
Your taste is flowing upon my lips
As I feel the rise of your hips
The pinnacle to give such pleasure
Moments I will always treasure
© Chris Chonos