Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Spicy Tale

We be together, time and place,

For added flavoring, both used.

For her I got such a hot case,

But she stayed cold and not amused.

And so I tried to sprinkle her

With bits and pieces of my yearn.

But all I got served back for sure

Was her cold shoulder in return.

And then she even went to court,

Cease and desist order on me,

Charged with being too pungent sort,

I was shaken. How could this be?

A spicy tale, pepper at fault,

Unwanted sensual assault.