Sweet texture that you hate Comes to me, as of late Unwraps upon my plate Begging to be ate But surely, I can wait For

The den of fiction writer, poetry maker and magic enthusiast.
Sweet texture that you hate Comes to me, as of late Unwraps upon my plate Begging to be ate But surely, I can wait For
“Ah! What beauty!” – I exclaim in delight The photograph taken might give you a fright Yet, darling, don’t worry, I’m not even sorry, You