by Phyllis Beebe
"I know what you like, I do know", she said,
As she lay, pink and lush in her bed.
"Try me, oh do - you will never forget
The taste or sensual thrill that you get.
Caress me, how firm
neath your fingers my flesh.
My juices how sweet
to your tongue.
Exaulted, you'll smile as our essences mesh.
Eating strawberries is so much fun!"