She is a perfectly ripe orange, juicy inside, he peels the skin her mind, thickly wraps around, with the alchemy of his words, see! how well she reveals, her true essence for him to consume, one segment after another, he wants to experience her leisurely; it's her turn now,for her he is a peach she impatiently waited thus far, to put her hands on, he is patient, at her disposal, till they fully merge
How would an orange and a peach if ripe do it between themselves..