Homemade Sorbet

by Natalie   Aug 12, 2006


You sit in that bowl
So pure and refined
Dark purple and red
I just cannot hold back

I dig through your flesh
With a cold, hard spoon
And scoop some of you out
I get prepared

Prepared to lick you clean
Prepared to eat you whole
So what's stopping me?
Here I go

Into my mouth,
Your sweet berry goodness
Raspberries and blackberries
Here I come, sorbet!

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