04-11-2014, 12:46 AM
Dining In Tonight
My lover can serve up a superb spread;
she smells of sea salt, fresh fruit and baked bread.
Under diaphanous delicate lace
dangle pink ripe grapefruits swollen to sate,
accompanied with kisses at their tips,
chocolate teardrops to nibble and nip.
She presents her perfect hard boiled eggs,
dished up bent over on albumin legs.
Enveloped in floral and ruffled pleats
are well-portioned thighs of succulent meat,
garnished with angel hair, in a small mound,
atop a luscious peach sliced in half-round.
We feast the night until we are crooning
in symbiosis, forking and spooning.
My lover can serve up a superb spread;
she smells of sea salt, fresh fruit and baked bread.
Under diaphanous delicate lace
dangle pink ripe grapefruits swollen to sate,
accompanied with kisses at their tips,
chocolate teardrops to nibble and nip.
She presents her perfect hard boiled eggs,
dished up bent over on albumin legs.
Enveloped in floral and ruffled pleats
are well-portioned thighs of succulent meat,
garnished with angel hair, in a small mound,
atop a luscious peach sliced in half-round.
We feast the night until we are crooning
in symbiosis, forking and spooning.
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris