Sweet Sticky Thing

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sassynyc
sassynyc
6 Followers

Give me the candy jar
and I could easily succumb
to the wages of sin
by way of sugar coma

I want to cross Jordan
wearing the wryest of smiles
Caramel poured
in a banana split thong
Serve me up, Foster style
No spoon, no plate
just hot
sticky-sweet

Find me rapt
in black licorice laces
that snake their way
‘round infinity

Sync with me
into plush cups
of succulent peach
and triangle slices
of sheer tangerine

I shudder under
the butterfly flutter
of your tongue, over
suckable, sweet-sour
cherry seams

Yin and yang, I am sugar
to your rush
Intoxicated with you
high on me

sassynyc
sassynyc
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5 Comments
normal jeannormal jeanover 15 years ago
wow!

This is a delicious poem. I enjoyed your wordplay, "sync with me..." etc, just an excellent grasp of the art of poetry, subtle yet obvious and you are very articulate. I love poems about food. Good work, Sassy!

unpredictablebijouunpredictablebijouover 15 years ago
oh my

That's just hot, miss thang. Sticky hot, and most excellent.

LeBrozLeBrozover 15 years ago
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WickedEveWickedEveover 15 years ago
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I usually don't like poems with food themes. I've read too many of them, and most are a bit cliche and silly. Your poem has enough smart and original lines to safely pad it from the one or two weaker ones. Better than the standard fare of whipped cream and tasty metaphor poems.

Safe_BetSafe_Betover 15 years ago
Yum

I will never eat dessert again without feeling an erotic 'twing'. I now need to go buy butterscotch and then wait for somebody to come home. :)