Sweet Confection

Don’t Miss This Delicious Poem!

Go Dog Go Café

Slowly stir

your tongue with mine

now lick

where peaks have have formed

pour yourself

into the tiny mold

leaving nothing behind

feel warmth and heat

of me

as you rise to perfection

mixing our honeyed sugars

into a confectioner’s bliss

hope to never hear

the “ding” for done

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©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda

10/26/2018

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(This is based on a challenge from an Instagram poet to write a recipe for lust.  I wrote this, then saw that challenge was to only be 20 words–so I did another piece for that and saved this one for all of you.  Hope you try the recipe 😉)

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