She is the perfect slice of vegetarian pizza…
No; she is more –
She is the whole damn pizza.
Sensuous crust with exotic topping.
She is packaged with style
And a warmth that promises.
She wraps me with anticipation
And reveals with panache.
She is the full eight slices
No holds barred, double olives
With extra cheese
And a couple of sweet anchovies.
She is the garlic that carries my mood,
The olive oil that blesses my soul.
Her tomatoes are my sunshine
And her basil buoys my spirit.
She is the zing in my Zinfandel.
She keeps my glass half full.
She is the flavour in our conversation,
And my topping of choice.
She is my raison d’etre.z