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.”