Raves, Rants & Reviews from Emmy Award Winning Journalist & Anchor, Melanie Alnwick
I didn’t mean to, but –
you . were . so …
S W E E T.
You belonged to another – and I had promised not to cheat.
You stared at me from your corner hideaway.
And I, alone – sipping a smoky Cabernet –
My fingers trembled as I touched your smooth skin,
A small nibble of your ear would surely be forgiven?
Soon you were melting in my hot hands,
then footsteps … forced a quick change of plans!
I tore into your foot, your tail & nose …
So fast – it wasn’t funny.
(And that was the end of my daughter’s chocolate bunny.)