Sugar is what she is to me,
Sweet from her head to her feet.
Sweet like a sweet peach,
One I would eat by the waves of the beach.
Her smell is sweet to my nostrils,
Sweet from her smile to her freckles.
Her taste invades my every taste bud,
Invading my senses, my mind and blood.
Sweetness of any fruit falls short to her,
No fruit is as sweet, not even combining them together.
Her juicy lips leak a sweet taste with ever bite,
She's the fruit I enjoy everyday, every night.