I know the land where the lemon-tree flowers

I know the land where the lemon- tree flowers,
I have seen it's pretty blooms
And it has the fresh clean scent of you,
I've seen the pretty lemon citric fruit,
I love it's taste and its flavour In the same way that I love the taste of you,
You are the taste that I choose to savour,
While comparing the prettiness and the shape of you.
I notice the lemon has the same smooth and shapely aspects glowing as you do,
The same fine texture I really want to make you bloom,
Like the lemon-trees do,
In all their pretty adornment
Leaving me bamboozled,
By your fresh and zestful way
Who knew it would be lemons and you I crave,
We can share a pretty picnic
Under the lemon trees In a land that is so pretty
Where I can stare so deeply Into your deep and sumptuous pretty eyes.