The food of love.

by Run out of words   Apr 20, 2007


You're so cute,
I could eat you alive!
You're so sweet,
what a great topping for apple pie!
You taste like honey,
straight out of the beehive!
You're truly prove the saying to be true,
you're the apple of my eye!

You're face is so soft,
a lot like the cakes flour!
Your lips give a feeling,
a mix of sweet and sour!
Yet your hair curves like noodles,
revealing all the spice!
And I must say darling,
this mixture's very nice!

Your breath is so chilling,
upon my neck it feels like ice!
We should never separate,
stay intact like sticky rice!
Spicy and sweet,
together are we!
Ducksauce splashed across some meat,
and gulped so happily!

You're my croissant from France,
You're moscardini from Venice!
You're my samosa from India,
and my wine from Paris!
You're my pizza from Pisa,
and my sushi from Japan!
You're my kimchi from Korea,
and my Somtam from Thailand!

Each and every part of you,
I relish with all my heart!
But the heart doesn't do much,
for my stomach plays the biggest part!
No need to sprinkle sugar or salt,
you're fine the way you are!
I would eat you anytime,
bake you in circles, hearts and stars!

You're eyes are so big like almond nuts,
they make me want to dance!
You're nose is so small like a tiny pea,
they make me feel like I've got no chance!
You're fingers are like carrots,
long and slender.
I'd hold them and hug them,
and never shall they touch the blender!

You're so cute,
I could eat you alive!
You're so sweet,
what a great topping for apple pie!
You taste like honey,
straight out of the beehive!
You're truly prove the saying to be true,
you're the apple of my eye!

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