The only thing giving me pleasure late night is Orville Redenbocker.
Not the man, but his popcorn.
Every night watching T.V. alone,
I crave buttery salty lovin-
crunching in between my teeth.
Hoping nothing gets stuck in the crevices,
I cuddle with my man,
allowing my chest to catch a few pieces.
I gaze into the half empty bowl,
and get lost in those tempting brown kernels.
So what if this nightly ritual is like sex,
this is no one night stand,
this is a serious relationship.
Copyright Lauren Velie 2007
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