My Juices Flow - A Poem

I wrap about your hardened peak
My juices they do coat you
After all that we've been through
I can't believe I chose you.

Back and forth, my cavern moves
I feel you deep inside
I'm glad that you're my partner
On this sweet duo ride.

I ride you til I'm dry
And I feel you draw out
Your hardness still peaked,
What will you do now?

I'm cast aside, you wash your tip
My juices from you no longer drip.
My husk is tossed, for the trash gunned,
as you, the juicer, add to the orange juice fund.