Your perfect curves astound me.
Your rosy tinge,
Your sweet smell,
My mouth waters at the thought.
Your sweet juices,
You’re dripping goodness,
Your fair skin
Oh apple how I adore you.
It’s a shame you don’t last.
Even though you get stuck in my retainers,
I will devour what I can of you.
Oh apple I love you.
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