Boiling Pot Poem by Dorsey Baker

Boiling Pot



Baby your body
temperature
is way too high
Baby I cannot
stay in your climate
because its way too hot
Baby your body
it aint nothing
but a boiling pot
Baby with all that heat!
you know you are
hot enough!
to burn me up
Baby I cannot
stay in your climate
the heat is just too much
the fire that I feel
every time we touch!
your climate is way too hot
Baby you aint
nothing but a boiling pot!

Saturday, March 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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