piled in the bowl dripping butter from eveRy angle longing to indulge hunger fills me uncontainable desire each one calling my name needing to devour i caress my spoon... fondel my fork... passion unfulfilled waiting... wanting.... to consume the forbidden fruit
Reason for writing:
i have no idea... my favoritE seinfeld is about peas..but other than that i have no real feelings on peas... and yes i know they not a fruit.. this is dedicated to my best friend debra... because without her i would not be up so late and would not have thought of such absurdity...
Birth sign: Capricorn
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