Yum!
The day she sucked sage butter from her finger,
The hour she gulped her brimming goblet dry,
The minute he saw glinting green eyes linger
On kirsch-soaked cherries oozing from that pie,
He knew her appetite was huge and healthy.
She lapped up all life tossed upon her plate.
He reveled in this banqueter, so wealthy
In all the traits that mattered on a date.
At Botticelli’s Bistro over gateau
He marveled at this feasting sorceress.
He ogled with an effervescent gusto.
She gobbled with a gastronome’s finesse…
This breathless bout of mastication led
To peachy years of breakfasting in bed.
Susan Jarvis Bryant
