Musings by The Poet Loriet
Cooking Class, One On One
They say a watched pot
never boils . . .
but you're not a pot,
and I can't stop
watching you.
How can I
heat things up,
bring you to
that magic number,
the point of no return?
What's your secret recipe?
Lori Beal
never boils . . .
but you're not a pot,
and I can't stop
watching you.
How can I
heat things up,
bring you to
that magic number,
the point of no return?
What's your secret recipe?
Lori Beal
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Cooking Class, One On One
Cooking Class, One On One
