Two Scoops

Her eyes were so arousing
as if they were two scoops
of luscious chocolate,
I so wanted to consume.

Watching her red lips
shine as if strawberry,
checks a milky skin
reminding me of Vanilla.

At last after countless
toppings in sweet fudge dripping words,
we mixed our flavors.

They froze together in such
perfect blended taste.

But sadly the warm
from misunderstandings
melted our love sundae.

Next time I guess
that I look for a cone
for myself
who hadn't been licked
by so many other tongues.