Delightful Cherry Kisses
Join me into this sweet and sensual journey
In the garden’s secret bower,
Where moonlight softly weaves its power,
Lies a fruit, so plump and fair,
A cherry, sweet beyond compare.
Its crimson skin, a tempting sight,
Bathed in the gentle, silvery light,
With innocence in every hue,
A taste of passion, pure and true.
With fingertips so delicate,
I pluck it from its leafy bed,
A tender touch, a fleeting grace,
As cherries blush in moon’s embrace.
I raise it to my eager lips,
A gentle, teasing, tender kiss,
Its juices burst, a sweet release,
A sensuous, forbidden masterpiece.
Each bite reveals a secret world,
Where innocence and passion swirl,
In cherry’s flesh, a hidden sin,
A taste of heaven found within.
Innocence and desire entwine,
In this fruit, so sweetly fine,
A dance of flavors, soft and deep,
In cherry’s kiss, our secrets keep.
So, in the garden’s tender hush,
Where moonlight paints its silver brush,
Cherries whisper, softly plead,
A sensuous fantasy, indeed.
