If Music be the Food of Love, Play On...
An Inverse Poem
I want to devour you whole.
You are simply stunning!
Your delicate sugar snaps in the air.
Ohhhh, I melt.
A Tango with tang!
A lift. A flick. Crisp!
Sliced.
Sweet and light.
Shiny with bite.
Decadence incarnate...
Smooth and sumptuous.
Your pale, golden flesh..
In a lemon yellow dress.
Such sugar-coated highs.
*sighs*
Should be illegal.
Sic.
Devilish.
I inhale you and linger in each breath.
Tongue hanging out.
Rhythms stirring, your delicate Sorrento fragrance drifting through the mix.
Masterful.
Each flourish...
Moreish. AMORE!!
A hungry dance of lust.
You... Me...
Our own recipe.
All the juicy ingredients within.
Folding, entwining, taste-filled twists.
Sleeves rolled up, fluidity in the wrists.
Dusting the boards with the lightest touch.
Gentle. Oh, so gentle.
Ah!
A lift, and a spin.
Icing.
On the cake.
About the Creator
Caroline Jane
Warm-blooded vertebrate, domesticated with a preference for the wild. Howls at the moon and forages on the dark side of it. Laughs like a hyena. Fuelled by good times and fairy dust. Writes obsessively with no holes barred.
Comments (14)
Powerful! Thank you for the experience!❤️
Had me blushing for a sec! 😁
Loved this
I love this, Caroline
Wow, this is so well written!
Very juicy!
You nailed two very different meanings in one poem!
All the juicy ingredients within! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Your poems read so well both ways! Fantastic work!
This is the most delicious dance I read 💗
Brilliant! Very clever Caroline 🥰
Excellent take on the challenge, very clever
Wonderful job!
I loved it
This felt sultry