Hot Love
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You may be getting on in years
but several times a day I reach out to caress you
of course, I know all the right buttons to press
to get you going
As the temperature rises
you start to get so steamy
When you reach boiling point
I hear you whistle,
Gee, I can’t wait to get my hands on you
I rush over to grab you
Oh man, you are so darn hot
as I lift you up
hot fluid comes gushing out
Even after all these years
you’re still the one to quench my desires -
how I love my old kettle!
Metaphor of Love Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobby May
11/12/19
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2019
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