Artichoke

Your prickly spines conceal a tender heart
No ordinary ornament
Who dares to scrape you with their teeth
Will find that everything seems sweet
Your scaly petals spiral 'round your core
You always leave me wanting more
I eat but leave unsatisfied
You only whet my appetite
Turtle green, I greedily devour
Open up to me just like the delicatest flower
I send to you this lover’s note
My secret hope
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
I’ll reach your center sooner, love, or later
Slowly lift away your every overlapping layer
I send to you this lover’s note
My secret hope
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
Your thorny leaves may be your best defense
Oh thistle, oh you succulent
No epicure could long resist
The urge to taste you on their lips
Armored blossom, I would steam you gently
Show you my devotion, dear, if only you would let me
I send to you this lover’s note
My secret hope
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke
My artichoke