Sauce Fantasy (poem) by Amber V Moonstone on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 7, 2012

LOL - think Jude is fantasizing a cookbook: Goddess and Ghoulash! :)) This reminds me of an ancient poem I wrote entitled: "The Perfect Position, or... More Sauce with your Roast Beef, Gran?!"... have a look, I think you'll enjoy it! :)) Buen Appetito! xx

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 6, 2012

...with 'No Strings Attached'... they simmered that sauce and moved on to spumante!

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on January 5, 2012

Un incumber her hands, simmer be the sauce,
continue to cook in the bedroom...

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on January 5, 2012

But she has them tied in a knot
Knowing full well you'll be sneaking up on her
The sauce needs attention
You will have to wait until later
Double reward

Patrick

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on January 5, 2012

hahaha aren't you the creative imp;-) love it! We get to enjoy all the responses too;-) have missed you!

Love
Eileen

Reviewed by Don Juan Amante

Reviewed on January 4, 2012

i pull her strings
and push her buttons
lifting her onto
the kitchen table
i taste her sauce
while she beats the
wooden spoon against
the metal pot lid
and she screams
"Portami uomo dolce"
as i sigh out loud
"mmmm, delizioso"

Reviewed by Dark Knight

Reviewed on January 4, 2012

A helpless Italian female, in a Kitchen
is a tale not true at all
Italian women are tigers in the kitchen
holding you tight against a wall

Their Passion for spicy words
equals their cooking with a stove
tho they may sound ever so helpless
they are Queens in the Art of Love

So be ever on guard my poetic friends
for Italian women are sweet with poetry,
but alone with them and you will find
an Erotic woman you didn't see

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on January 3, 2012

wonderfully created visual!

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on January 3, 2012

Well I bet you are an excellent chef, Amber! I'm guessing the sauce is spicy :)

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 3, 2012

Darn, I saw that you were making pot and, well u know what I thought...;-)e

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Reviewed on January 3, 2012

Only to find out that you where only dreaming,
As you awaken to the smell and walk to the kitchen,
She is standing there as you had, had her pictured,
Once again you pull on her strings........

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 3, 2012

excellent, pungent, descriptive ...

btw, normally, you cook in a sauce, you pour onto with a gravy ... now,to complicate things a bit, if a tomato sauce has other ingredients, ie. meatballs, pork, beef, it's a sauce ... but if the tomato "sauce" doesn't have the extras in it and is just poured onto spaghetti by itself, it is a gravy ... many arguments and conjecture about that one ...

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on January 2, 2012

I caress her tomatoes and tongue each one and my hands go down past
her belly and open her rose...

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 2, 2012

she drops the spoon and cover
reaches for your zipper
zips it all the way down
so you can shrug out of your jacket . . .