Caren Krutsinger Poet Personification

I Need the Whole Thing

Lusciously lemon-like, luxuriously lick able and lovely.
Flourishing flaky forever fantasized cool, crispy, crust.
Sitting succulently, sending salivating signs impossible to ignore.
I sliced you into six pieces this time, rather than eight.
I am too hungry to have just a tiny bit; I need the whole thing.
Uh-oh. The meringue stealer is coming. I thrust you into a cabinet.
When she goes back upstairs, we will have our time together.
Just you and me. I am grateful for your sacrifice, my love.
The she I am talking about is eight, and looking for something.
I thought we had pie, she says. We don’t, I lie.
I am not about to share you, my love. No worries.
Only my tongue and teeth will violate you tonight.

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