Javon T Rolle

My Stew Conch

Made to perfection
He put you before me
Browning, slowly and slowly
Each moment, just for me
Flavorful, yet so rich
Your combination of spices
Personality, beauty
Sparks a feeling I can't explain
Each touch, the more I want
Each word, the more I see
You were made, just for me
My Stew Conch!

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