In Every Dawn, You Emerge

Like a cherry fruit bursts
into the petals of your tits,
In every dawn, you emerge
with a shiny, wet mild skin,
unveiling your body shapes,
Sketching the  stylish curves,
so that my soul can whirl,
sipping throughout the day
till I drown in my darkness
in your tasty, fruity drink.

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI