Banana Sundae

Made of the flower

for the flower

The leather berry

ripe and starchy

sweet, erect with passion

stripped of its speckled jacket

seeking

Below two cherry tipped creamery mounds

the apricot slice

inviting , thighs caressed

the yellow sheath

thrust firm

with aching sweetness

A shudder of loins

Cream filled with pollinating passions.