The Love Cook Poem by Rod Padgett
The Love Cook
Let me cook you some dinner.
Sit down and take off your shoes
and socks and in fact the rest
of your clothes, have a daquiri,
turn on some music and dance
around the house, inside and out,
it's night and the neighbors
are sleeping, those dolts, and
the stars are shining bright,
and I've got the burners lit
for you, you hungry thing.
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5/4/2024 5:27:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice write. This sounds like preparation for a night of passion.