The red wine on your lips
Is best paired with me
Kneading a connection
Stir until I boil
Reduce heat. Cover and let the passion simmer
The most tender of meat lies between your hips
Marinated in our chemistry
Lightly seasoned and wrapped tightly in foil
Fresh baked dreams hot from the oven
Miracles melting on your tongue
Future possibilities chopped, mixed and tossed in a bowl
Drizzled with your vinegar and my oil
Crack open the shell and scoop out what you want
Quick! The dinner bell has rung
Take the knife and fillet my sole
Like a radish pulled from the soil
My screams will go unheard
With a mouth full of destiny. Everybody chews
Be sure not to choke
Before you, real lies
You drink her honest tea
*March 2010
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