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I want to taste you, I do.
Under the syrup.
Your teeth crunch through bacon
(crispy, like you asked for, and the waiter
shook his head
but smiled
because that's what everyone asks for).
I want to lean across the table and lick
the butter from your bottom lip.
Would you let me have you for brunch, if I asked?
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