I Would Eat Her Every Day

The Poem:

My delight cannot be bounded

Her body so sinfully rounded

Watering tongue not so neat

Devoured skin so delicately sweet

Deeper exploration yields

Erotic fury builds

Lingual mastication her body frees

Continually now a part of me

All is not as it might seem

Praise the Almighty Krispy Kreme

The Muse:

I love poetry with a twist. It sets you on one journey, then veers you into another direction completely. It is even better when the twist comes with humor. I was eating a delicious cream filled doughnut one day

in front of my dieting sister. Knowing her love of them I decided to tease and taunt her. I stuck my tongue to the cream and wiggled it. I nibbled a bit from the edge. I made sounds of enjoyment and told her "... mmm that tastes so sweet!". Finally exasperated, she asked me was I going to eat it or have sex with it? This immediately set my poetic mind in motion as I began to equate the symmetry of enjoying food and sex - sometimes together!!