050311a Just A Bite Poem by Manonton Dalan

enchanting aroma touch my buds
i passed, walk a distance corner
it follows me, i feel water forming
between my lips, i gently swallow
deep in me moans, begging one
i found my legs moving to a line

looks likes sprinkled square knot
children are dipping it on caramel
their feet swinging they're very quiet
i have one for me too, i sit for a taste
still very fresh, very hot and very sweet
i have two pretzel and cup of drinks