Contemplating A Peach

by Crimson Snow

Like the very essence of a southern summer
I crave the fruit of your dark crimson skin
Longing to inhale the spicy, floral perfumed scent you bestow
Yearning for the sweet fragrance of your ripened soul

Like a fine wine, harvested for perfection
I crave the grace of your mature and unyielding touch
Longing to stroke the soft, velvety armor of your offering
Aching for the succulence of your sugared kiss

Like a princess, bred with elegance
I hunger for your delicious grace
Longing to taste your treasured bounty
Thirsting for the salacious nectar of my blushing lady

Savored thoughts now forgone
I break my trance of flavors dreamt
And reach for you - my precious gift - heaven sent
Lips to skin, skin to lips, passion spent

Committed now, I ravage your scarlet sheath
Tasting the forbidden juices of your wonton folds
Captivated by your exquisite flavor
I devour the allure of your veiled charm

Immersed in the overwhelming desires of your very being
I consume the inflamed passions of my hunger lust
Spicy, floral, tart and sweet
You have quenched the desire for which I seek