Women Love Apples
Women love Apples — sweet and bright —
They keep their secrets — in the bite —
Green whispers sharp — Red answers mild —
Each flavor hums — a hidden smile —
The Orchard knows — what lips confess —
In summer’s heat — and silken dress —
A White Bikini — keeps its vow —
To veil the wish — She won’t Allow —
Yet still the fruit — betrays the truth —
Of honeyed breath — and blushing youth —
For longing lives — where teeth first meet —
And taste becomes — a kind of heat —
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