My Beloved

Mon, 01/18/2016 - 15:59 -- alycats

I see you every morning, afternoon, and night,

and if you're gone it just isn't right. 

When you're gone my stomach churns,

and no matter what else I try, you're the only thing I yearn.

Even though you're cheesy at times,

you makes my heart chime.

I could just scoop you up like a baby,

and I know I'll always be your special lady.

Sometimes others steal you away from me 

and your return is my only plea!

I know you're a chicken when it comes to scary movies,

but you stand by me nonetheless doing your duty.

You make my heart do flips,

my beloved buffalo chicken dip.

This poem is about: 
Me

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