“Talking of Pleasure, this moment I was writing with one hand, and with the other holding to my Mouth a Nectarine–good God how fine. It went down soft, pulpy, slushy, oozy–all its delicious embonpoint melted down my throat like a large Beatified strawberry.” - John Keats, in a letter to his friend Charles Wentworth Dilke
The best description of the wonderful lusciousness of a perfectly ripe nectarine or peach I’ve ever read.
And in case you’re wondering, here’s the definition of embonpoint:
embonpoint French noun: plumpness or stoutness, adj: plump; stout [from phrase en bon point in good condition]