A Midnight Call
**to be read alone....in a dimly lit room... lol**
I love your sweet meat
Your meat I enjoy
The feelings I feel
Cannot be destroyed
I savor the flavor
When you're in my mouth
With girlish-type giggles
It warms me down south
The texture, the sweet
The salt, and the heat
FLow down my throat
When devouring your meat
Butterflies in my belly,
They start up and fly
When I know your meat
Will soon be stopping by
When you're in my face
I yell out, "OH ITZZA
My PASSION, my LOVE!!!
My HAM ON MY PIZZA!!!"
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Ummm...okay
That was odd, I'm not sure there are any other words for it, I should have seen it coming, but I didn't, so the ending was a little bit of a relief. A fun little poem, but I'm not sure the title really fits it.
With all sincerity,
--The Bleeding Bridesmaid
lol
i couldn't think of a better title at the time, i was trying to play into the whole risque deal. but i'm glad you found some relief at the end...that's what i was aiming for ;o)
Ha ha
Very good! Made me laugh out loud! Thanks for the read,
Dave