So Succulent

Th juices of the peach drips down my chin to my chest
Mouth watering purple grapes delight my envy
The wrath of plenty in bushels of barrels ripe apples so bright red, green, and yellow
My thirst for your thirst my thighs against your thighs wet
Your kiss on my nipples endures my lust of hunger
So bring me the most succulent of all fruits
And I shall suck the juices until there are no more
Or shall you bring me more unto my desires depth be it yet hollow yearning for love adorn