The taste I can’t address, When eating the best, Dressed, Licking my lips, Moist delights, On my tongue, I want it go, I want it so much more, To stay in my mouth, Flavors bursting out, I have waited for far to long, C’mon, I must have my cake, And eat it too.
This poem is for all the sweets lover out there. Especially people throw in down in the kitchen, baking, cooking, mixing, and remixing ideas and making them special. Big Yum Yum To You. 🙂
Taste me, Satisfy me, Eat me, Now lick your lips, Was it worth it? Get a grip, Flavors bursting, Hurting any thoughts of stopping, Indulge in my everything, I want you to not be able to refuse, As I do, Leaving you trapped in this voodoo, What you trying to do, Scream or moan, Pick up the phone and call for help, Or invite someone else, To experience this intense mood, Who would have thought, Food could do the do, Please no sharing, It’s one person per feeding, Too much hands involved, It’s slim pickings, Just explore my insides and out, And explode in these cravings, To yours and my delight.
Oh my god, There is cake?! My mouth starts to water, I licked my lips, I also will there be icing? I can’t help myself, For when I see cake, I will help myself, To slice, To a piece, My craving increase, I won’t stop until the plate is clean…