Ghost pepper bit back As I sank my teeth in it My tongue stung all day *Inspired by a fun conversation with TheRaven6825 and also by her gorgeous poem on ghost peppers.… Continue reading
He blew the French Horn With lips that kissed me. Superb Two finger placement *Photo from ebay.com
Came upon a fork On the road so now I can Eat my spaghetti
Strum me on your lap Your breath on my neck. Pluck me Hear my body sing
In a cottage house tucked in the woods, just he hears her climaxing screams.
Music to her lips Clutching his harmonica Up and down she goes
Unwrap me, she said He did, but afterwards thought Can I return this?
Finger sandwiches Savoring. Taste you; taste me Don’t bite fingernails *This haiku was inspired by a funny conversation I was having with the irrepressible Tripleclicka.
Needing you invades My thoughts and the hunger grows I want pizza now