A Forbidden Fruit by Diamond Maye

Beautiful round perfection to a T
Looks the shade of nilla and warm honey
The ripest fruits could not compare to thee
Feelings I get inside are quite fuzzy
Feeling the softness of a baby’s calf
I caress the pillows made of cotton
Lemon heads my tongue embrace while I chaff
Sprinkled lollipops never forgotten
You tasted of sweet fresh honey one hot day
Tastes that caused the launch of a thousand ships
Tasting the rich caramel taste of you bae
Saving the best part of them last: the tips
I am so lucky to of had your love
My sweet forever, my beautiful dove

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