Name the Fruit

Are you hungry? It seems that you are
In your eyes I see.. dancing stars
Do you think I’m tasty? I know that you do
But when you take a bite of me, name the fruit

The sincerest form of flattery, maybe so
Or is it that you’re lazy, I don’t know
I’ll share the best from my orchard, yes it’s true
But when you take a bite of me, name the fruit

I understand, if you can’t plant your own trees
If you need to feed off of my crop, well then please
Taste the fruit, let the nectar run down your chin
But name the fruit you bite, I won’t tell you again