I never considered myself as having a sweet tooth
if my coffee is too sweet
I poured it out
if the frosting of a cake is too sweet
I pushed it aside
Even if the fruit is too ripe
I will not take a bite
Then you came along, and my views have changed
My thoughts converted to all sorts of delectable delights
I wondered how your lips would taste
After you ate that grape
How your skin would taste
With that shimmery hue
Making me wonder if it tastes like honey on you
Where did you come from
That you tempt me so
I am very kept and well-controlled
With one taste, I know I will shatter
Like glass on concrete, everywhere I will scatter
I decided if I have a taste of you
It will be decided
You are my sweet tooth
I will no longer fight it.
So sweet …
Aww Sam, Thank you