Hot Hot Dinner
The weeks been long
Cooking at work every day
Then home to cook and clean
Take outs been a few times over
I sigh with the pangs of hunger
Tired and knowing dinner will be a bust
For I am wore out and to hungry
To care what it is we eat tonight
I opened the door, to salivating odors
Knowing my prayers have been answered
It is always better when others cook for you
In the Kitchen my senses were put on overload
The hug and kiss blindsiding my heart
His half naked body,heating my desire
My love as hot as the coffee he handed me
Guided with love and a caress to my chair
I marvel at how I found this love
The small talk lost in my dream
The way he handles the knife and veggies
Hotter than hot,as I shiver in delight
The steak and lobster dinner
Lost in the hot kitchen
For his bare muscles ripple
My senses and taste buds
As Our lips meet in mutual thanks
The heat in the kitchen sizzles
I am positive I don't remember
Any of the hot hot dinner
For he satisfies my appetite
Who knows how he cooks
I think its the lack of apron
I'll have to buy him one
Then maybe I'll remember
How truly good the dinner was
When I tell my man his cooking
Supplied a hot hot dinner
When men cook dinner
Who knows what to expect
Whew I think I'll cook tomorrow........
When men cook dinner
Hostess Tiny Teddy
By imms_place
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