Sweet vanilla kisses, amid an explosion of bubblegum sauce. With lips now blue, we break and share a flake; The chocolate melting in our mouths, Like my heart, the first time I met you. “You’ve got a bit on your nose," I say. Laughing, you wipe it away elegantly. Fresh strawberries planted in eager mouths, Excited eyes blazing in the sun. This love is intoxicating. Sinking satisfyingly into a strawberry bliss, Summer love is planted on the tongue. Savouring: the taste, the moment, savouring the one.