Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters)
I Fell in Love on the Northern Line
The Night I Found Love on the Ladypool Road by Giovanni Esposito (Spoz), Birmingham's Poet Laureate
I was languishing in limbo, listless and limp
With a ravenous rumble in my gut
I was in need of sublime satisfaction
Though not the kind you'd find in 'Pizza Hut'.
Like a wanderer, though not in Wolverhampton,
Like a waif, a stray, an intruder
I was lost in the Balti Triangle
Unlike the one you'd find in Bermuda
I was directed to a street where the lights were bright
And with a sense of purpose I strode
Hoping tonight would be the night
I'd find love on the Ladypool Road.
I was quickly drawn in by your Punjab Paradise
And pulled lovingly into your bosom,
By a man who spoke of your earthly delights
And an off licence owned by his cousin.
I longed for the warm roundness of your vessel
And within minutes you were sprawled in front of me
With your cascade of coriander, cardamom and cumin
And more than just a cheeky squirt of ghee.
My senses were smitten, my taste buds aroused
I was grateful that we were ... alone
For I knew that your pieces of chicken
Were exclusively ... off the bone.
So I dipped my naan ... and I dipped it again
And again and again and again ...
Onion or garlic, keema, peshwari,
Though tonight I had chosen one plain
You made my trembling top lip moist
My brow was furrowed and sweaty
I quivered with contentment and grinned a broad grin,
Like the first time I saw Shilpa Shetty
My heart was lost, the deed had been done
You had become another one of my vices
I thanked God for Adil's and his Birmingham Balti
With his secret blend of herbs and spices.
Posted: June 2007. Copyright: Giovanni Esposito (Spoz).