Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
I want to make you salivate
for my baked words on the stove
smelling of delicacies not tasted
by anyone yet as the scent lingers
deep into your drooling soul
until you're licking your chops
thinking about eating, gobbling down
each tender morsel of my specialty
displayed luxuriously before your growling eyes
drinking in emotional ecstasy
as I set my bowl on your place mat
knowing you'll slop with your clumsy hastiness
in devouring my labored everything to
fill your belly with poetry.