Apple of your eye

I wish I were a cupcakeA little sweet delightA morsel you could savourA charming, welcome sight

Not a cool green cucumberThough a refreshing, harmless treatTrouble is with cucumbersThey annoyingly repeat 

I fancy not a lemonToo sour and far too tartYou’d screw your face with such distasteNo, I haven’t got the heart 

Maybe I could be an herbFragrant mint or chamomileChances are that I’d be dillNot quite up there with the style

I have no idea what I could beWhat delightful, delectable treatMaybe I’m just food for thoughtOr macaroon since I’m so sweet.

Apple? Apples are good for you.