Somethings like sugar are tempting; desire
flows through me ignites me it sets me on fire.
And I'm so anshamed as I indulge my urge
I feel through my body... the craving does surge.....
....through and through to meet my large expectation
of all the pleasure on this sinful confection
I'll breathe in and savor; roll my tongue; muscle
will be in heavenly bliss from that truffle.
Goodness, I think of that fabulous moment
I can devour that morsel enthrone it...
...as I watch it come to my lips and my mouth
It will dance tantalizing then will go south...
...to my fluffy lining I have to admit
this tender luscious morsel...my jeans wont fit.
But I cant help this my addiction is clear
and all this is sweeter that the weight I fear.
copyright 12-23-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem