You were forbidden to me - this only made the need greater,
I didn’t hate ya, but I took my grater and shaved you all over the crusty white bread.
Lashings of butter, salt and pepper, oh how I shudder to think that I couldn’t have ya,
no matter, you’ll be mine - tummy be damned!
Melting you under the grill, my mouth salivating, my heart elevating at the excitement of devouring you - this forbidden fruit that Mum said I couldn’t have,
too bad, so sad! Sorry Mum, I’m going for it!
Oh that first bite, outta sight! The gooey deliciousness, all buttery, warm and oozing,
I can’t believe how simple a food moves me, (and possibly right through me),
but I love you, my cheese toastie!
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Jess Boyes
From Melbourne, Australia, I love creative writing and food, particularly a good quality cheese or some sort of dairy.
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Comments (3)
Omgggg that photooooo!!!! I want a cheese toastie nowwww!!!! Loved your poem!
This made me hungry!!!! Great work!
I am going to have a hard time with this challenge, especially when everyone seems to have taken my snack options! Wonderful walk down gastronomic lane! ;)