Your beauty is like a cheesecake, sweet and the memory of the taste stays with you forever. The smile you hold is but the fraction of what you lock away. Oh fear, you will not get me this time, 'cause I'm not jumping in with my eyes shut. I am looking for the beauty of the mind, and hers is my cheesecake. Delicious, lovely, savored and just the sight of you makes me quiver with enjoyment. Your body is just the boysenberry that creams all over my cheesecake. Seeing you teases me, fires my heart and my mind says "Take a bite" oh, why give me such love in this world? The world gave me a cheesecake that is worth tasting. Love just makes the taste sensual and to die for, oh, please show me the dark skin and brown eyes you hold. Beauty runs through my mind, it keeps telling me to bite down onto her. Your soft dark skin is my crust holding the cheesecake in harmony, your mind gave me this cheesecake, but your love made it worth the taste.
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