george albot

Sand ''witch''

I love the food you serve me
I can eat anytime
Be day or night
Just place it in front of me
And I’ll eat IT
It doesn’t matter whether
It is hot and spicy to make me sweat
Or if it’s soft and juicy to give me comfort;
To spoon; your food is so beautiful sometimes
Just depends on what mood you’re in
I love the texture and the taste of your food
And the way it’s presented
And to lick your plate when finished
Has got to be a must
Give me more, come on babe
Feed me! ! !
I am ravenous
A man can’t “march” on love alone
Let me know when you see me
If I can book somewhere
To eat your wares
Night night my little
Suet Dumplynn

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 07, 2014
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