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bliss, cooking, dreams, grace, gravel roads, living, love, passion, reason, relationship, southern, spirit, strength, woman, wonder

marry me now
while the cookies are baking
could be we’ll elope
and the house
will burn down
they’ll find us in cardboard
cream cheese and sprinkles
a recipe made
from love long ago
and sifted so sweetly
these candies and karma
begged you to stay
I’d do you up right
warm from the oven
and held to my longing
maple and sugar
in the shape
of my heart
powdered assurance
wax paper lining
somewhere they wait
with tongues
ill prepared
for what might be offered
of essence done over
a memory of heaven –
a kitchen
glowed bright
chocolate and butter
dropped by the spoonful
tied with a string
as love to bestow
stolen the taste
was a kiss unintended
counters uncluttered
with ribbon and dough
marry me now
while the cookies are baking
could be
we’ll elope
and the house
will burn down
Could be…. 😉
A very passionate melody resonates throughout the body of your poem which happily ends with a dance of love and proposal…Nicely done!
….and don’t forget arson, Wendell! 😀 Thank you so much! Sometimes, the 17 year old part of me insists on taking the pen!
I like it!!!
……..doesn’t it make you wish you were licking powdered sugar off your fingers? Or better yet, some creamcheese filling! Yum…….. Now, that’s a kiss! Thanks, Linda. ~ Love you, Bobbie
I love the abandon! and a kiss that makes me forget that the house might burn down!
Oh I love this! Humor and love and sweet kisses (we’ll talk about the cookies later!). Well done Bobbie. xoxo
cookies are a good subject, regardless the company! 😀