Biscuit: you smell good!
Jam: oh yes, I turn up the mood.
Jam: oh yes, I turn up the mood.
Biscuit: would you like to smell me?
Jam: and how exactly would that be?
Jam: and how exactly would that be?
Biscuit: oh just come into my arms, come near,
Jam: ah yes! I'll spread myself onto you, my dear.
Jam: ah yes! I'll spread myself onto you, my dear.
12 comments:
definitely a sweet poem..I love the conversation. glad you wrote in this style.
I liked the dialogue stylization. Cute conversation! :-)
Wow such a cute take :)
I melt into you.
Yes
Many thanks!! :)
Oh thank you Anna!
Thanks Payal :)
He he ... Thank you .. :)
Exactly .. :D
:D
Those old times when I used to eat marie with jam...and press the biscuit hard so that the jam oozes out of the pores of the biscuit...your poem really made me visualize it
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