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Love In  a Bowl

Two Four Seven I’ve got you in mind

Before seven, I will devour you in bed

My love for you; limitless

My belly aches; filled with nothingness

I like you hot; I like you saucy

Butterflies in my tummy

Because of my sweeter than honey 

You’ve got me acting like it’s a fiesta 

Mama asked me why I love you so 

Who wouldn’t love as I do; A bowl of hot pasta? 🍝


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