Fruit of my Thoughts

Fruit of my thoughts


You're the fruit of my thoughts
Tasty like strawberries
Juicy as mangos, kiwi and cherries
I'm in love with your fruit
I need you to feed me
A perfect fruit salad
To heal my empty pallet
Having you is like having a meal
Baby you're the real deal
Ripe and enticing
Skin soft and inviting
As I drop to my knee
Just give me a squeeze
I'm begging you please
Of the fruit that you bare
One drop if you dare
You're the fruit of my thoughts

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker