A friend bought me a hugh magnetic box of random poetic words. This is what resulted when I filled in the gaps.

Fridge Poetry



Must we stop this gorgeous satisfaction
so we no longer succomb to our submissive pleasures.
No more of the guilty tongue stroke
for our obscene and dirty passion.
Couple, life and friend,
driven hotly into tonight.
in a wonderful exchange
with guilty caresses
which invite a sensitive man
to safely stray into adventure.