POEM: I Want To Be As Strong As an Onion

I want to be as strong as an onion in how I love
Strong as an onion that is cooking –
I want to be stripped and sliced
Diced and white and nude
Caressed by the affirming touch
Of simmering viscous oil.
I want to languish in the softness
Of giggling heat,
To be caramelized over you,
Covered in the slick juice of you
Yet infused beneath the thought of you,
I want the very touch of sautéing flesh
That is every bit the savory jib of me
Turned over into the convulsive flavor of you.