Silky smooth slips
Over the soul,
Dressed for the occasion
Set before
Feast for the eyes
The senses
A tempting treat.
What lies in the space
Between
Floor and ceiling
Waiting patiently
Knowing within your thoughts
This is all you need.
Delicate and rich
Subtle hints of flavor
So sweet
Swept away by each
Sensuous savoring,
Seduction by the moistness
Lost within
Sliding down slowly
Enjoyment in your eyes.
The deepest reds
Like a fine Cabernet
Balanced on the tongue
Just deserts for thoughts
Led astray by temptation
To reach for the piece
And hold in your hands
The bounty of man.
Just some thoughts this rainy morning on food and red velvet cake kept toying with me..what did you think this was about? Hmmmm..and of course I must mention the garish red of the Bills jerseys on Thursday….let them eat cake she says, I’ll take the Cabernet, thank you.
Foodie inspiration from my pal Michael over at the poetry channel….now I’m hungry.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 