Passion fruit

Passionfruit flower © Jennifer Phillips

They have many different names

Depending on who you ask

The soft and bountiful

Globes I carry

Luscious and full

To nearly breaking

Their sweet nectar

Filling to overbearing

Such mouth-watering flavour

My passion fruit doth promise

And the hungry gazes of those starving gentlemen

Do not escape my good graces

My passion fruit, sweet and heaven-sent

Have gotten even fuller

Since last we met

Much more succulent than ever before

It's as if they starve too

For your touch along with all the rest

Now weighing down heavily upon my chest

They som'times are a burden to carry 

But the feeling they provide

And the glorious taste

The wonderous reaction

They shall not be displaced

Amongst all the beautiful things

That cause so much salivating excitement

Pupils grow so large, tongues hang out, rise and fall of mens' chests

Become common-place behaviour, staring at my beautiful breasts.

by Joy Vanderhelm

Twin Peaks © Jennifer Phillips