Appetite Stories

Morning devourments Served on crumpled bed covers I want them again! Shall I wake them up Or let them sleep deep all day? They were worn out well. We had each other Our fill of hot fantasies Realized last night. Their taste in my mouth They linger in my taste buds Must be umami. His juicy sausage Paired with delectable eggs A delight to me. Her fleshy mussels Drizzled with his warm man sauce Appetizing fare. Oh, last nigh...