After deliberating over poetry titles I decided that they should be labeled as the original muse that inspired lyrical creation.  So here is one of my originals.

I buried my nose into her earthen bosom

While graciously receiving love from the dancing fruit kisses

Beholding the beauties of the tempters red cloak

She begged for conquest & exploration.

Her flavors playfully bound in the middle of my tongue

As a wave ready to crash on the shores of my anxious palate

Like a sun-kissed ocean the fruit glimmered & danced around

My eagerly adventurous exploration of tastes.

Swirling through my senses only led me to crave more from this sultry love affair.

The color – seductive,

The smell – inviting,

The flavor – enrapturing,

The love affair – began.