"My Darling Biscuit"

The sunshine rolls off your skin
Like butter onto a biscuit
Baked to perfection
Voluptuous and tantalizing

Every curve exact
No air pockets to air out
Completely full
Of the finest dough

Your lips glazed with precious
Strawberry marmalade
Waiting to be tasted
And cherished each second

But my love
The muffin by your side
Can not taste you
For he is only focused on his own sweetness.