Your smile is so juicy
I almost want to bite right in
And take a mouthful of
running,

dripping,
liquid,
streaming down my chin.

Your mouth twists to a new mold
half moon appears
fresh,

flavorful,
touch of your smile
“Come, give me a try,” I hear.

To sink my taste buds
a world of escape
soft,

squishy,
seclusion
This relationship is taking shape.

I can't help but to think
your smile is a fruit
Thick green casing

luscious red inside
I could almost eat you, you're so cute.

Each perfectly squared tooth
little black seed

complete the perfect portrait
I think you're what I need.