Fruitful Desires

In the soft light, they danced, craving peaches so sweet,
He approached with power, making her ripe for a steamy treat.
She leaned on the desk, a juicy peach in his sight,
His touch igniting a fire, turning her on with delight.

Her breath hitched, heart racing like a fig in the sun,
He led her closer, like a mango waiting to be spun.
A surge of heat filled her, like grapes ready to burst,
Drawn together by desire, their hunger unrehearsed.

He was ripe and ready, like a pomegranate in bloom,
Veins showing beneath his skin, like coconuts in the room.
Hard and wanting, like bananas in the heat,
They moved together, a dance of passion sweet.

In their embrace, they tasted strawberries and cream,
Their bodies entwined, like a tantalizing dream.
Time stood still as they shared their fruity desire,
In that moment, their love burned like a passionate fire.