Thursday, 29 June 2017

Home Cooked

I pour you port and bring you cheese
Gorgonzola taste bud pleasing
Those nights we spend contenting
Coffee grinding laced and teasing

Candle lit we dance the flame alight
In passions folly mad embrace
Overdrawing saved up energy
Cheek to cheek and face to face

Midnight hour has passed us by
In a blanket bath we swim
Auto piloting a tide of schemes
Three sheets too tight to trim

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