Tasting Her
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...