They’ve said
When the heart is weak
The mind tango along
Temptation whispers
Then it shouts
I know to desire
Something I shouldn’t have
Is against all my beliefs
But I must admit
What a delightful scenery
She almost reminded me
Of the crab cakes dinner I enjoyed
Last night
Plumped and juicy
Just couldn’t wait
To get my fine *** home and
Sink my teeth into them
But anyway
Let me explain
I took a glimpsed towards her
Oh boy I drooled and drooled
Like the lobster bisque chowder
Or was it the New England ?
That's besides the point
I swear
Everybody ought to try some
But anyway
Her cherry painted lips ,
looked so pleasurably plumped
Just like a New Zealand mussels
In other words the best money can buy
Her exotic profile had
My mind running wild like fine wine
Made it almost unbearable
To control my emotions
I’ve said hello
Unexpectedly
She smiled and winked at me
Quickly, I’ve made my way towards her
Quicker than a Maryland hard shell *****
running away for it’s life
Secondarily Conversations sparked
And let me tell you this,
She sounded confused and in disbelief as I was
I’ve asked her what was on the menu
She expressed
She wasn’t sure what to get
For everything seems
So deliciously appetizing  
As she stared into my soul from head to toe
And for sure you know I had to return the favor
Suddenly,
I couldn’t help thinking
Hoping for a small chance
That She would make me
Part of her menu
Wishful thinking I tell you
Body smelled so tastefully satisfying
Just like cotton candies
Just the way I like it
Her Peanut butter complexion
Forevermore drove me insane
Hair resembled black pasta
Originated from Italy
The natural glow of
Her skin reminded me
Of my favorite olive oil
Imported out of India
I can almost taste the aroma
I started to imagined
Her kiss tasting
Like Strawberry smoothie
Simply delish
She shook my hand
Told me her name
Was Filet Mignon
I couldn’t help noticed
Her touched felt
Just like an Angel cake
And the lord knows
How much I adore Angel cakes
Especially when accompanied by
The perfect bananas split
Butter pecan sundae for desert
I tell you wouldn’t that be
The perfect treat
Sweet with the right
Amount of sour
I bet she is foreign
Her outfit was
So delightfully intriguing
Like a whole Maine naked lobster out the shell
And I must say,
It’s been a while
Since I’ve traveled abroad
And luckily
In her flirtatious ways
From time to time
I would noticed her taken
A seductive glimpsed towards me
Like I’m some sort of toothsome
Seafood salad
Maybe she is hungry
Just as I am
And
Being the generous
Gentleman that I am
It would’ve been
My desire
To feed her hunger
And perhaps,
She could provide
The main course
As I provide the deserts
Just the way she loves it
And of course to top it off
Caramel Candy stick
always on the menu
If that’s what her heart desired
Now as it seems like
We both have the perfect ingredients
That’s needed
For an awesome enjoyable meal
All that needs to happen
Is for us to nut
Out of the grocery store
And noodle into a place
Where we can start cooking
The perfect meal
And I guarantee it would’ve been the best meal of her life!