Unexplainable
how love and hate
could be intertwined
in a single web
of emotions.
How I hate
going through
your hidden layers,
forcing them
to reveal all to me,
then cry
at the blinding pain
I see.
How I love your
mouthwatering taste
to linger
as it pierces through
my open lips,
flooding my
pulsating senses
with your
throat-drying
heat.
Unexplainable
are those feelings
soaring through me
in one full sweep.
Flooding tears
blend with
moans of pleasure.
Answer me then:
How could I
enjoy a meal
without throwing
a couple
of onions
in the mixture?