Prepare His food because I'm human
Don't fear my love, food is near
Why won't he eat it, though
I'm curious to find out
What wound him the most
Sugar, brown kind,white too
But what for sake I believe
Don't it have to do with salt
Maybe pepper most likely
No it's the herd that compliment
I'm cut deep my dear
How am I suppose to feel now
I season the meat so the juice get in
I'm shock that he does not want it
I season my best to perform
I am not mad just glad but why
YOU ARE READING
Endless thoughts
PoetryLyrics think of them as lines for a play because to be completely honest I'm not a straight poet. Well enjoy my Cakes (:. My everyday thoughts with a hint of creativity.
