Her condiments!

Her condiments!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Her condiments!
I peppered your thoughts,
you took me
with a pinch of salt,
your response...
rather sweet, but sour.
Then, I felt
your heat in the oven,
somewhat fiery hot,
but, as always...
things got chilli,
and I thought
you lacked salt.
We just didn't have the right ingredients!
I went home.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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someone has dining on the mind today...

love :things got chilli....

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

thank you J for stopping by.
ohhhhhhhhhhh i am so bummed! i was ready to voyeur a feasting .. :(
E.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

hahaha Sorry Einstein lol
Einstein Noodle

8 Years Ago

your title is especially enticing .. great stuff says i!
A interesting tale my friend in the poetry. I liked the use of the spices and the ending. Thank you Andrew for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote


Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

I thank you for your time John for taking the time to comment.
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

Always my pleasure Andrew and you are welcome.

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Added on December 16, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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