Lover of ice cream
put me on display,
valid cause to scream
my silence betray.
Its cold, soft texture
one lick of the tongue,
delight exposure
from bed I had sprung.
Trapped inside your arms
like a spider’s prey,
turned from your charms
eyes drift to the tray.
Only in my dream
will you share these treats.
Lover of ice cream,
I beg for your sweets.
I love this naughtily sweet piece
ReplyDelete:D Thank you, lady. I love it when people understand and enjoy my poems.
ReplyDeleteMmmmm deliciously tantalising. I can just about it every word. :)
ReplyDeleteNice poem! With this piece and the prior one you took me from thoughts of losing weight to ice cream. I’ll try and keep the ice cream only a dream or not too much. LOL!
ReplyDeletehmmm....delicious! Both, your beautiful poem and that highly attractive Banana Split ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm on my way to the ice cream parlour....
Jakie
When you all get done with your ice cream, give me 50 sit-ups and 25 push-ups. :D Thanks for stopping by and I'm glad you like the poem.
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