Ode To A Tart

Oh, thou!  Oh, thou!
I miss thy fragrance.
My hands miss thy roundness
My lips miss thy firmness
My tongue is starved for thy sweetness.

Oh, thou!  Oh, thou!
Where is thy blessing?
Where thy full body that
Surrendereth to my needs
And maketh my life full and whole?

Oh, thou!  Oh, thou!
Come to me once again.
Leave me not wanting
Leave me not yearning for
The wonders of your presence.

-Pono