Love Handles

January 1, 2008
Good Morning
I’m eating you up like burnt toast
I’m swallowing you down like cold coffee

We can’t jump into this
But baby, you need to know
That your kisses are delicious

So I have to stop, otherwise
I will become fat in your arms
And explode in my lustful corpulency

But I can’t help the cravings
I’m devouring you like cheesecake
I’m gulping you down like wine

“You’re supposed to sip, you know.
Take delicate bites. Be a lady!”
She scolds but I don’t listen

This is going straight to my thighs

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

Site Feedback