You Bring Me BreadA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenYou Bring Me Bread You bring me bread, fresh baked and kneaded with your soft open hands. You offer yourself in naked, honest devotion spread across my bed in warm, flowing voluptuous curves. You hold out hope and bold salvation, like a warm poultice to draw the poison of the past from these deep wounds. Your adoration is like the warm June sun stroking my skin till I am erect with passion, anticipation and desire for all of you. And I would eat this bread at the altar where you have laid out this carnal feast, but I would break it with you. Would drizzle it well in virgin oils and sweet, aromatic, dark balsamic tastes and flavour it with strong cheese and fragrant herbs. So bake me loaves that we may share many flavours together; pesto, sundried tomatoes, Parmesan, basil and garlic and we will dine well my love. 13/11/12 © 2012 John Alexander McFadyen |
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21 Reviews Added on November 13, 2012 Last Updated on November 13, 2012 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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