Heat- July 3, 2009

Its like -16 degrees outside
But we're here baking inside the kitchen with no cakes in the oven
Tenderly roasting your butter soft skin with the warmth coming off of my body
From your naturally sweet aroma I can tell that you love me
Out of more than infatuation I licked your bowl clean before I put your pan in the oven
As I test your progression with my thermometer your high temperatures reveals that your being cooked to perfection with the perfect amount of moisture in the middle
And the smacking sound of your sizzling surface coming in contact with mines lets the neighbors know not to come by asking to borrow sugar
When you have a natural gift like mines there's no timer needed
If I have to I'll check your temperature all day and constantly taste your sweetness to make sure your good for the eatings
Damn its hot in this kitchen!
Peeping-toms outside tryna look in and witness this warmth that they're missing
But ME and YOU are all we need for this perfect recipe
The steam from you body is fogging up the windows and making our audience members envy
But as they stare and watch I pull you closer to me like pulling a cake outta the oven
From the loves of the way you've perfected and the way you've satisfied my inner being all i could say is...
I can't to have you for dessert!