By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com Date: 8 April 1999
I love the way you soothe me as your insides spin around The way you tease my senses breaks all my defenses down The aromas as you heat make my hunger for you grow But the flavors you produce cause my tongue to almost glow If you were to break down like the others in kitchens past I would have to use the stove and I would much rather fast 4/8/99