You're the creature
That comfort warms
While tea cups fill
And clothing is torn.
Replaceable relic
Sunlight exposed.
Buttons loose on the mantle
Sew them back on.
Watch, by the table
White rose silk blouse.
Drinking Vermouth
Is so long in the tooth.
Resealable jelly
Leave the lid off.
Old fashioned cupcakes
The middles are soft.
Reminds me of your stomach
Nice to kiss, if I may?
Reminds me of the times
We would roll in the hay.
Get back to the kitchen
I have fun with you.
What I can make
When I'm stirring the stew.
Stirring the stew, for two.
A maid and a chef
Loving is best.
No longer I feel, like a
Dove shot in her crest.
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