because of the bacon.

She called me at 2am
waking me to tell me
that her power went out
and that there was
no possible way that
she would be
able to sleep as
cold
as the night
was.

I said she should spend the
night here.

“Perfect,
because if I’m not
going to be sleeping, I’d
rather the reason to be you,”

by the time she came over
I fell asleep, apparently
snoring, mouth open on my couch

and she found it rude to just
flat out wake me, so she took her time,
showered instead and then
proceeded to make bacon.

When I opened my eyes
to the heavenly aroma,
she was standing there,
hair still wet, wearing one
of my shirts as a night gown
(with nothing underneath)
holding a plate of bacon
smiling telling me to wake up
it was morning.

It was 4:30 and although
I usually brutally murder those
who wake me before
10, I just let her kiss me

or rather I kissed her
and kissed her
and well, kissed her

until she told me to stop
because the bacon was getting cold.
I told her “I love you.”
then we ate the bacon.

Later we were lying in bed,
bathed in an awkward
yet tender silence
her head was on my chest
her arms wrapped around me
she then looked up at me and said
“why do you love me.”

I really didn’t know
so I told her it was because of the bacon,
and she put her head down and said
“I love you, too.” and started to laugh

I asked why

“because of your heat.”

We then kissed,
and the night sky became
day, and our breaths became
heavy and room became
warm, we showed each other
we loved each other for
much, much more.

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77 thoughts on “because of the bacon.

  1. AWWWWWWW! I loved this! I don’t think it’s a “bad poem” at all. I’m a vegetarian now but I still LOVE bacon, even if I cant eat it. This poem was not only about your “love” of bacon but your love of another. It was sweet and funny and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Thank you for posting!

    • Thanks for saying such nice things! The whole “Bad Poem” is a old habit because this blog use to be called “Bad Poem” a day, and I changed a while back. Thanks for Reading!

      J.A.B.

    • I never saw that video before, but seriously I can’t tell if that video is awesome or horrifying. Clearly I have to share it with all my friends.

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  3. I love bacon. Therefore I love this poem:)
    Your words flowed like hot bacon grease out of a pan. They stuck in my teeth like little bacon bits. I wanted to swallow all the bacon-y goodness that was your writing.

    Or would you have preferred “Nice poem?”

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  6. I pressed the 100th ‘Like’. What’s the prize – the girl or the bacon? Actually, if I can be so forward, could I choose the bacon please? (the way to a man’s heart and all…)

  7. I see this has a “humor” tag, but in all honesty, this kinda almost made me teary-eyed. Love love this.

    • I honestly never know what to tag things–if you look at the rest of my blog I usually just randomly put words to see if people accidentally stumble onto my poems. Thanks for reading!

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