My Secret

Soon as I realized I had married this dude for life I tried some tricks and formulae to be a happy wife Every man has a weakness and thankfully his was food With delectable bites on his tongue, he could be subdued Understood that the key to his love lay in the pit of his stomach Started trying recipes from his mom’s cookbook, hoping for some luck A naive cook that I was, many a times, I burnt my hands But knew with a little effort, at a vantage point I’ll stand Now, as the aroma of his family’s food in my kitchen lingers I have him wrapped around my skinny little fingers As the morsels of his favorite food slowly traipse his esophagus He looks at me dazed, as if he’s lost all his consciousness The pulverized bits and sips in the intestine sing him a sweet lullaby And he says yes to about anything I wish under the blue sky But these poems of mine I should keep in check If he finds out, he’ll surely wring my slender neck Written on 09/10/2016 Contest:'A body of work' by Viv Wigley Body part names used: Stomach Fingers Esophagus Neck Hand Tongue intestine