A Hungry Mans Love PoemA Poem by An owl on the moonA playful romp through the mind of a hungry man tongue in cheek, of course!
Your lips they taste like cherry wine; some cheese would go with that just fine. Your fingers long and slender too, like beanie weenies in a steeping stew. My, your legs curve like French bread; makes me want your wrapper shed. To dip you in the oil and spice with some tasty veggies nicely diced. I touch your body, warm and tender like a medium-well prime rib dinner. And your scented body so delish. How you smell like an apple pie dish. Now to finish this scrumptious meal with coffee and honeyed biscuit wheels. Oh my sweetie, you are quite a feast! You make your man into a hungry beast!
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