Food for Thought
There upon
An ancient
Quilt she lay
Pretending
In a kind of
Shy way
To hide
From him
Wrapped
Tho loosely
In her favorite
Rice-paper negligee
Yes twas then
She said you’ll never
Starve luv
No not in
A month of
Sundays
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Author:
Neville (
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Comments9
I shall swoon if you eat that negligee! lol.
I'm more of a savory kinda guy myself...thanks O... N
Delicious morning bite!
Ah' that'll do for starters.... many thanks PD.. much appreciated sir.... N
There for the eating was Love - - covered in rice paper no less - your lines are always wrapped in much food for thought my poet-friend - - have a good weekend........... Fay
Thank you Fay... and a great weekend to you too......
Inspired - a melt in your mouth kind of poem - great work.
Thank you Michael.... tis appreciated...
Edible Neville
Simply edible
very sweet of you I Must say.... cheers Andrew sir..... N
Hello Neville,
An enchanting write
.Superb!
Keep writing FineB
thank you friend...
A yummy write Nev.! Very well done. Have a wonderful weekend!
thank you my dear.. you too...
Sounds absolutely edible mate. Get fat!
Cheers.....
Ah breakfast!
makes a change from seed pods n meal worms eh.... cheers GF60...
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