You are beautiful.
And you know it.
And I, my shapeless body
Clad in a loose-fitting
Faded nightie
With an apron thrown over it -
A ladle in my hand
Watch.
As you walk down the ramp
In your swimsuit
Your hour-glass figure
And bare legs
Toned to perfection.
The sheen in your hair
Reflects the care
Your laughing eyes
And cheery smile
Make me forget
That the milk is boiling over........
And then you open your mouth to speak....
And that's when
I reach for my cell phone
My SMS
To decide your fate.
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