Oh you’re gorgeous.
So plump and fresh.
So succulent.
Delightfully delicious.
Ripe and ready.
But young enough
to blush so rose,
So red and lush.
Robust and lively,
you burst over my tongue.
Lascivious delicate,
flavorfully generous.
Flagrantly wild and
unbearably persuasive.
I surrender,
my sweet, sweet
strawberry.
I surrender!
