Friday, February 24, 2012


I gave her a key
She uses it to come inside
Tempting me more with her home cooked meals
Soothes me
Relaxed me to where I could trust her
To giving her the key
She knows what this key means
As she goes in and out at her leisure
At times I don't want her leave
I want her to stay with me
I need her to stay inside
Makes me comfortable
The more she cooks for me
The more I want her to stay
She's good comfort for my heart
After every meal she proves something
And this leaves me to say
A key to a man's heart is his stomach

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