Fetish
Give me a girl with garlic on her breath!
Fragrance of warmer air and jugs of wine.
Oh, such a one I'd love half way to death!
Not all the way, I could not spare the time
from thinking of her mediterranean hair,
falling about her shoulders and the wood-
en chopping board, the cloves of garlic there
blithe to be squidged to make her lips taste good.
Sometimes she'll munch mouthfuls of allium raw –
pungent disulphides plating pearly teeth,
promising scented lungfuls and much more.
Ah now I live and breathe, while underneath
the cooker-hood the pasta rolls and boils
as drops of garlic essence she drips in.
Not too much in case the penne spoils
nor so little her perfumed burps seem thin.
As aniseed is to the hunting hound
so hints of garlic urge my manly pride
and when she smoothes the garlic butter round
her person - she can run but she can’t hide.
Keep, if you please, your "Blue Grass" and "Chanel,"
witches' brews that all real ladies scorn.
Let me inhale the aroma I love well -
garlic sweet as sunlight each new dawn.
It's a pleasing aroma, once your nose has been properly trained;-) 'perfumed burps' - so delicately expressed!
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ReplyDeleteI think I said roasted garlic tastes like butter, and some rubbish about Asian chefs ...
Isabel Doyle will try again
This is great fun and superbly written! I especially loved;
ReplyDeletethe cooker-hood the pasta rolls and boils
as drops of garlic essence she drips in.
Not too much in case the penne spoils
nor so little her perfumed burps seem thin.
We seem to have had similar ideas about the libido-boosting powers of garlic...xxxj
Garlic doesn't really make me amorous - it makes me ravenous! Perhaps I should consider the different sides to that type of hunger :)
ReplyDeletePass the mouthwash, please! LOL
ReplyDeleteThey say a way to a man's heart is through his palate/stomach.
ReplyDeleteAh, such pungent enjambments. Pass the preserves!
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if I will see garlic simply as a seasoning anymore... wonderful poetry... and incredibly visual!
ReplyDeleteOh, for the love of garlic!
ReplyDeleteI think I'm beginning to reek of it already!! I love garlic immensely, but I'll go for a quick rinse nonetheless :)
ReplyDeleteTotally enjoyed your allium-obsession here!! :))
A paean to garlic, unsurpassed by any other Magpie entry this week. Congratulation, Doctor!
ReplyDeleteHovers beautifully between romance and erotic farce, and that balance is surely not accidental. I second Mrs.Trellis's judgement.
ReplyDeleteYes, balances indeed! You have outdone even yourself! This has been a challenging one for me... Still working on it. I try not to read the other Magpies before I post, but I couldn't help myself. Thisnis an EXCELLENT Magpie.
ReplyDeleteWe just were given a whole container of jelly beans -49 flavors. And no garlic flavor!
mmm...i like the enamorous spin on this...yes i think i will take mine with a bit of garlic as well...
ReplyDeleteoh yes! pass the garlic pasta please!
ReplyDeleteA rather unusual call, but a wonderful one.
ReplyDeleteAh, you're my kinda guy. Loved this!
ReplyDeleteWhat a clovely write describing your perfect woman....! I'd get away with quite a few bad habits with you, then...?!
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