Berry

She's so sweet and humble, like any berry Her touch like the aftertaste of any cherry Like a basket of berries, she makes me feel full When I'm with her, I'm never dull Let's go berry picking, smoosh them on the wall Like the sweetest berry, she's the best of them all After chewing them, your tongue, they leave a dye And maybe you wonder, how what and why Even if you hate them, the berries leave a taste Just like a previous friend, at one point, they weren't a waste Like your tongue, berries, like to leave a trace Like she does, in my heart, just a different place Out of the whole basket, she's the sweetest berry And I may be the only one, with this contrary