poems of a thoughtful mind

Sweet and Ripened Love

You grace my tongue
with a sugar stained smile.
I dream of your embrace,
the red in your cheeks.
I wonder, when winter comes,
why leave me, baby?
I'll treat you so good,
dress you up real nice.

Then I'll slice and dice
till your red comes spilling out.
Stain my fingers, darling,
it won't hurt that much.
I'll cut off your green hair
and crush it in my palms,
and what to do with you, my dear?

My pretty plump baby,
I'll cherish our time together
I'll miss the way
I chase after you with my lips
I'll miss the way
your screams taste when I devour you whole
I'll miss the way
your red tears taste on top of my tongue
...
After all, what else would you do with a strawberry?