A Decadent Rendezvous

Mmmm…

Smooth, brown, flesh as soft as butter.

In your eyes, there is truly no other.

When I’m gone you crave the sweet taste of me upon your lips,

My creamy center…

Warm and tender.

You’ll devour me and I’ll head straight for those hips.

That just may be my favorite part of you.

With every luscious lick,

You try not to let go so quick.

But my oh my…

I always leave your fingers oh so slick.

I’m irresistibly good,

Impossible to resist.

You’ll deftly unwrap me,

Clutch me in your hand.

Hold on tight,

I’m always in demand.

Every one aims to please

Role-playing for me,

Some can be such a tease.

Never knowing if they’ll have me in the sack,

Or stuck with a far less desirable snack.

When I turn up?

My velvety center always delivers

Creamy peanut butter, even better than Snickers.

In case you hadn’t guessed I’m a Reese’s PB cup.

I hope you enjoyed this belated bit of Halloween humor! I know it’s a bit late, but I just stumbled upon a prompt to “write a poem/short story about your favorite candy or dessert and make it sound sultry.” It seemed like a fun challenge and this was the result!

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