In Good Taste
God, I love her
She is perfect in every way
I must say...
When you made her,
you over-achieved making beauty
Ever since I first seen her, I loved her
I love her for what she gives to me
I love her the way she looks
I love her because...
she listens and never talks back
Rain or shine she looks amazing
You made her skin- smooth and shapely
You made her scent that of fruit
You made her fruit- in good taste
You made her long and curvy
Tonight,
Her fruits will touch my lips
Tonight,
My tongue will taste her sweetness
Tonight,
I will eat her...
first tomato!
God, I love... my tomato plant!
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