If I select a fruit to describe you.
You would be an apple.
One of the sweet kind.
Not one of the spoil of the bunch.

Or you could be an orange
Accepting all my hugs.
You be great to love.

If you were my banana.
I guess you would be appealing too.
I know for a fact.
I be willing to quickly peel you.

And just thinking about a pear.
Which we both would be.
I keep you near to my heart.
Because you just that near to me.

And with each kiss you give me.
Which are sweet and juicy like a peach.
There's no way in this world.
I could not see you as the fruit I need.

You a plum of a gem.
That required to be protective.
And with my love being yours.
You will never ever be neglected.

Like the grapes upon a vine.
I professing to you.
That I'm glass you're mine.

A dessert that's sweet enough to love.