Ode To A Jummy (Funny Stuff) Poem by Elsa Bear

james.
what can i say about james?
his hair is as golden as a lions mane,
his eyes as deep and commanding as the ocean,
i lose myself in them,
i drown in his love.
his clothes are black,
unlike his heart.
his heart is bursting with love and emotions,
they shine through,
like the sun through the clouds.

james,
his name is the poetry of my soul
sometimes he's called jummy
sometimes jam
always sweet
but never sticky.
i like jam sandwhiches.

james,
his deep booming voice
resonates to the bottom of my heart.
i melt at the sound of it
i become jellified,
and puddle like,
i dissolve into baked bean juice.

james,
the morning sun reflects
on his golden mane,
as it streams
through the window pane,
he is a vision so perfect,
it brings a tear of joy to my eye,
for i do love fresh jam in the morning.

james,
the wind whispers his name
through the night,
reminding me that
our love will last
til the stars turn cold,

james,
today started so badly,
but then i had a jam sandwich
and my world brightened once more.

james,
my modern knight in shining armour,
he rode into my life on his white steed,
and swept me off my feet
into his arms,
into his heart.

james,
my rock,
my love lion,
my...dare i say it? finace,
i love you like no one has loved before,
i love you like a fat kid loves cake,
i love you like i love cake.

james,
your love gun shot straight to my heart,
and had the same effect as cupid's arrow;
leaving me all warm and fuzzy,
full to the brim with lovely stuff.

james,
you are my security blanket,
i wrap myself in your love,
holding it safe and warm,
clinging to it as if it were my last hope.

james,
your beauty is truly a sight to behold,
my breath catches at the sight of you,
my heart thunders,
my pulse races,
my knees wobble,
you're just...so sexy.

james,
what can i say about james?
i see him striding,
gallantly accross a meadow,
bathed in sunlight,
in his snug snug jeans,
making his arse the best thing
since sliced bread.
how can mere denim hold such a wonder?
and those thighs,
....phwoar!