Hungry Love

For "The Writer's Cramp"

"Hungry Love" - 16 lines, 124 words

I find your hair to be like angel hair spaghetti,
Your eyes like crystallized blueberries.
When you want to sit and talk with me,
I hold and knead your doughy hands.

Sometimes I tweak your paprika-sprinkled nose,
And then your cheeks deepen to the color of baked apples.
In summertime, your tanned little toes,
Look to me like mini hotdogs dancing.

Your elbows dimple up like potato skins,
And I notice your raspberry-colored lip gloss.
Indulging in you is one of my favorite sins,
For you smell like malted liquors.

Every time I look in your eyes oh-so-blue,
Woe is me! I can not help it!
All I want is delectable YOU – and, it is true -
That I want to eat you all up!