My night is lonely as can be
without some ice cream to make me happy
not even a lick for me to taste
these cravings cannot be erased
and lonely nights keep me awake
please give me ice cream for goodness sake
for you know my cravings will never stop
because it is your ice cream I want, sweetheart!
Copyright @ Aqua Flower
now, THIS i can relate to! ! ! I'll soon be over with your dish, brimming with French Vanilla, in hot fudge, swimming. First lick it. Then lap it up like a starving dog. A few weeks of this and you'll look like a hog! But hog or not, I'll keep on bringing (still brimming) , and add burgers & hots, with each and ever trimming: pickle relish, onion, horseradish, catsup, AND mustard, and follow up with orgasmic maple syrup on custard. to MyPoemList bri (:
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Feelings! ! Longing and craving! Lonely nights, In need of someone around. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.