Forget the onion and all its layers thats obvious You are undeserving for such a cliché So I invite a different perspective Think of a base, flour and egg kneaded together like I need you, so dense in identical morals Folded with mirrored ideology of future fortuity Dipped sensually with a sauce so thick, Thicker than blood or water, Blended as one to create a sea of red as deep as our hearts pumping vitality Sprinkled softly with the most palatable, mouth watering mozzarella Each placing full of utter affection, Long lost stares while you sit innocent to me feasting my eyes upon your moreish persona. The only quandry we must face is whose decision that day of toppings to showcase Who gets the chance to tease additional flavours, delicious tasters To open eyes to attributes unseen before, Hopes set high to electrify taste buds Wanting the other to crave more
Ingredients brought together for a flavoursome pizza You are my hawaiian As i, Your meatfeast.
Opposing trimmings Eachothers 1st choice One anothers perfection to quench their dying hunger
The anaolgy I concoted best used to describe my relationship. My partner and I have opposite interests, humour, and past times, but we sit firmly in a body of identical morals, integrity and honour, mirroring each others. A pizza is nothing without a strong base. Toppings can be changed and mixed to any combination. The base is the structure of our love, ***** and rigid. The toppings are interchangeable extras that we diversify daily to develop and grow together.