round and ripe
twas I
took that bite
last night
my mouth upon you
hungrily
oh lush plush pink lady
I bite you
firm but gentle
sweetly as ambrosia
you glisten
honeycrisp
trickle from my lips
you taste
golden delicious
tart as jonagold
tender flesh
so succulent
saucy treat sweetango
again I bite
with such delight
your tantalizing treasure
my soul’s afire
heady desire
such luscious juicy pleasure
rob kistner © 2021
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