- Non-Erotic Poetry
- A Melt
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I wanted it more
a liquid cheddar
or was it something different?
Not Swiss, American?
It confuses me, pickles
and mustard? I guess
I should ask Patty
a recipe between friends, strangers
it's hard to tell anymore
in the heat it all melds
together in that taste
clear and distinctive
unforgettable in fact
and to think a saint
might bless this bread
this meat, this cheddar
and beneath his stunning light
a meal, a sandwich, a melt.
- COMMENTS
Amyfriendabout 17 years agobut at least I now know what I'm doing for supper..thanks.
duddle146over 17 years agoA poem about food. Is it too late to go out for a pizza?
I love person who talks to themselves ~ about nutrition.
LeBrozover 17 years agoA yummy write
Made me think of Wendy's, or is it Burger King,
And a delicious cheddar melt.
annaswirlsalmost 19 years agoI don't know how I missed so much of your poetry, but now I found it I won't miss much if any!
Anonymousalmost 19 years ago...about food is delicious! This one is no exception.
Tess
