To Vadallia for leaving me longing! lol
Opportunities come and go
how long to last, we never know
I have to say, while time allows
what feelings you, in me, arouse.
Lettuce desire deep within
as hands caress your silky skin
A pickle, you have put me in
Ketchup within my buns to sin.
When I am close, the tears I shed
my eyes become a cherry red
my Bermuda love haunting me
though make me cry, I still love thee.
My tongue, you tease and tantalize
your flavor, I must analyze
it burns, yet I cannot forego
my cheeks aflame with your Bordeaux.
My flesh is grilled with you inside
desire mounds as both collide
have you, I must, to be complete
before my burger, I can eat.
Written/Copyrights Retained by: O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia
March 6, 2005
by alhavakia
Author’s Comments:
“Just felt like writing something funny with innuendo! Hope you enjoy.”
To Vadallia for leaving me longing! lol
Opportunities come and go
how long to last, we never know
I have to say, while time allows
what feelings you, in me, arouse.
Lettuce desire deep within
as hands caress your silky skin
A pickle, you have put me in
Ketchup within my buns to sin.
When I am close, the tears I shed
my eyes become a cherry red
my Bermuda love haunting me
though make me cry, I still love thee.
My tongue, you tease and tantalize
your flavor, I must analyze
it burns, yet I cannot forego
my cheeks aflame with your Bordeaux.
My flesh is grilled with you inside
desire mounds as both collide
have you, I must, to be complete
before my burger, I can eat.
Written/Copyrights Retained by: O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia
March 6, 2005
Author’s Comments:
“Just felt like writing something funny with innuendo! You WILL remember this poem next time you eat a hamburger, lol. Hope you enjoy.”
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