Go Figure
she petitely
sits in my
kitchen
now is my
chance to
fulfill her
hips to
begin
with
an antipasto
then secunda
as i maniacally
in my mad man
laugh make
her prima
all the while
vino rosa
flowing
the pesto is
made with
out pine
nuts but
pumpkin
seeds
as i feed
her between
closed mouth
mmms
her eyes
the size of
dinner
plates
but
wait
as i wipe
her lips and chin
there's still
dessert
and a
final toast
with cold
lemon
cello
to your
wealth
health and
happiness
i rub her
belly and
burp my
baby
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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