One Night Stand

Last night a passerby was made satisfied He ate from my most valued pot And staggered at the drunkenness of lust For i offered him the sweetest of all my meals There is pure bliss in feeding a stranger Such did i get when my apples i offered For a man in need did i but rescue When i spread my wetness to lubricate his tool And tasted of me did he thereof To grace his craving with more than enough I made so light his journey once tough For a man feels like a man when he makes love Like a cold night awakened by the heat of passion I aroused him to a state of sweetened satisfaction Condemn me not for my careless one night stand I was but generous in giving my most enticing land Upon the tablets of kindness should it be engraved My heroic deed, for that lonesome man i saved Neither with meat, nor bread nor fresh wine But with that between a woman's thighs by Adams Elizabeth Oyarese