Decadent Cake
I’m embarrassed to be blushing,
all these dry heaves I am clutching.
You have my whole body flushing
almost touching, almost touching.
Overcome with the loudest ache
this fait accompli’s no mistake.
My whole divine laid bare to take
decadent cake, decadent cake.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
