In the cradle of morning’s tender light, Lies a treasure of sweetness, a pure delight. Upon lips like petals, dew-kissed and fair, Rests the flavor of dreams, beyond compare.

In each gentle coo, a symphony of grace, A melody of innocence, in love’s embrace. Like honeyed whispers from a celestial stream, Your baby’s taste, a divine, enchanting dream.

A sip of heaven, a sip of joy, A taste that lingers, without alloy. A dash of laughter, a sprinkle of glee, In every morsel, a world of ecstasy.

Oh, the flavor of your precious one, A blend of wonder, under the sun. A pinch of magic, a touch of bliss, In every kiss, a universe of this.

So let me savor, let me relish, The sweetness of your gorgeous cherish. For in the taste of your baby’s embrace, I find the essence of love’s endless grace.