Oh how I love the feel of your skin. I bring you close to me as I place my lips across your skin.
But as quickly as the blink of an eye I open my mouth only to sink my teeth within your flesh.
Oh how sweet your taste is, as I pull upon the flesh, tearing it from the rest of you, as my teeth scrape against the hardness that lies beneath the skin. The taste of your flesh how it drips down my chin, as I try to drink the juices back. And at this moment in time, all I can think of, is that nothing beats the taste of a good Peach.