by sophiasummerNorthland, New Zealand
Jul 2010 638 Views 9 comments
A Delicate Pour
sinking particles
some spitting to the depths
where they shall dance
and yet cling in the heat
to but tempt and arouse the flavour
like a sensuous kiss
then once no weight upon
the resurrection begins
to be delicately stirred and moved
the finale'
as the feast is placed
then and only then
the sinking particles that sat so deep
are finally poured
oh you sexy coating!
you seek out those
that wish to partake
Yes please....
xxx
some spitting to the depths
where they shall dance
and yet cling in the heat
to but tempt and arouse the flavour
like a sensuous kiss
then once no weight upon
the resurrection begins
to be delicately stirred and moved
the finale'
as the feast is placed
then and only then
the sinking particles that sat so deep
are finally poured
oh you sexy coating!
you seek out those
that wish to partake
Yes please....
xxx
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Posted: Jul 2010
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Please pass the gravy.....lol
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Comments (9)
thank you! I'm a bit all over the planet today,
don't you just get overwhelmed with write, and the traffic gets stalled, so you grab it when it arises.
as for you sweetheart "agoodguytohave"
Your cooking!
and I'll have mine, medium to rare
must have that rareness within.
no idea where it came from
but come it did.
yummy NZ lamb, you just cant beat it!
Table for two?
Sophia
you are right in many ways, 24/7 my Aquarian mind slips out to the universe. (the happy mad professor)
Its a sweet natural buzz.
and yes, what is poem, for it not to be now and again be penned. with out some delicious hidden recipe.
SS
bless
rob
SS