Membrillo

Your warm moist sweetness draws me in
A waft of Eden on a cold winter night
The golden apple of Mt Olympus
Heavy in the kitchen

It feels like Tuscany in the Fall
Compelling me with untold riches
My heart lifts, as I inhale you

I can live without you
But it is a lie I tell myself
To guard against this deep wanting

Because your sweetness is like no other
The complex mystery of your aroma
Its hint of forbidden knowledge
It all seduces me...
To.
Taste.
You.