Caren Krutsinger Poet Light Verse

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food porn

Caught In a Carotene Moment

I stretch out in a variety of positions
Trying to look my sexiest.
My frothy green leaves 
A sensual contrast to
my blazing hot skin

My carotene is rising rapidly
I can feel my cheeks flush
If broccoli does not get here soon.
Was that a footstep?
I gasp. Hold my breath.
Waiting. Onion walks in.
What are YOU doing here? I ask him.

He sees what I am about.
Begins to stammer apologies.
Looking everywhere but at my carrot skin
He is a simple man, pure, chaste, a man of the cloth.

Broccoli asked me to tell you he would be late,
He stammers. I pulled the snap peas around me.
And can barely look at him the next day at church.

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Michelle Faulkner May 10, 2019 at 1:31 PM Sexy vegetables indeed - do you dare put them in a steamer together? Caren Krutsinger May 10, 2019 at 7:07 PM I would not dare, would you?

Arturo Michael May 10, 2019 at 9:53 AM I'm sure onion will be crying...Creativity at it's best... Caren Krutsinger May 10, 2019 at 10:10 AM It was a writing prompt with a sexy cartoon carrot, and it said "food porn". A new category? I hate to tell you but I am sensually good at it.