In the morning I unfold like a dessert,
Soft like Crème Caramel,
I shiver at the senses entering my body.
Warm like apple pie,
The heat we generate.
I'm moving like a treat
Because you're supposed to devour me.

I savour each kiss, bite, lick
you taste each moan,
gently coaxed from my lips,
I'm ready for my petting.

Shower me with your...