Do not peel back sunspot skin
Like an orange or mandarin
To disgrace the carmine queen
With beige and abalone
Nor should you dissect in two
Then proceed to prod with spoon
Mash monastic crystal
To confectionery crude
Imperative you temper haste
So as not to flavor waste
As her golden grace recedes
A regal ruby blooms
Give her a half a fortnight least
Then with reverence like a priest
Fetch the sharpest of your blades
To boldly shape with skill
Careful like a dwarven stone
Shear and facet carve and hone
\'Till the maroon mistress shine
As naked as the moon
Then consume her liquid soul
Greedy gulps of garnet gold
Her perfection unopposed
The matriarch of fruit.