Eva Flavour

Eva Flavour

I much prefer the cone,

To the tub, not for shape.

Of course who would deny,

It is what is within that counts ?

But as I see the prettiness,

Glowing like a tasty beacon,

I want if all, I want it all....

All the nicest of fruity flavours,

Passion, a newly desired fruit,

Comes flooding to tease me now.

Would I scatter nuts all over,

All the layers of submissive joy,

To know an ice cream style heaven,

Before the day goes cold on me ?

From across the ether a clue,

No-one dared, 'cept me, 'cept she.

The deliciousness still on my tongue,

I savour all the notable aroma.

Golden and sweet like honey dew

Melon, were all my dreams,

Coming together without pain, only joy.

Beyond the scope of a world

Asleep and without hope of desire.

I feel as though you had noticed,

But for all the good it would do.

I have to satisfy a pressing need,

This incredible bonanza of fruit,

Must prove to bring my taste buds alive.

A kind of caramel, exotic spice,

Taken to intoxicate my only vice.

Could leave me feeling really nice,

I don't want to give, don't take advice.

But depending upon where we roll the dice,

We could taste heaven at a bargain price,

And live with our new erotic spice.

I bow to pressures, mine to know,

When tasting the blessings coming in.

Flavoured richer than a curry pot,

I know Eva flavour, so very hot !!

And in the still of morning light,

I know we'd passed a most awesome night,

My eyes have closed, I've lost the fight...

Delicious more than anyone can see,

I felt this connection holding on to me.

Believing in a flavour bringing through,

Hope of a future is what I knew.

And finding it has been my dream,

Keeping it maybe would be the cream,

That which makes my smiling face now beam...