The pleasant lighting
Falling on your face,
Shifting uncomfortably
In dressy clothes.
A wine list sitting
In front of you.
The clink of champagne glasses.
A menu
Is then passed to you,
"What would you
suggest this evening?"
You ask the well dressed,
Smiling waiter.
"Well sir what are you in
The mood for?"
You shrug,
"I don't know."
"Well..."
He starts,
"Some words are deliciously
Smooth,
Like:
Circumstance,
Circumference,
Slither,
Sleek,
Sweet,
And
Finesse.
Some words crackle,
Such as:
Tickle,
Freckles,
Speckled,
Wrinkle,
Crinkle,
Torch,
Crunch,
Cacophony,
And cricket.
Some words,
Are bubbly:
Poppycock,
Preposterous,
Exaggerate,
Flammable
Graffiti,
Whisky,
Blasphemy,
Dubious.
Some words,
Are addicting:
Missing,
Lost,
Pain,
Me,
Mine,
Hurt,
Cut,
Burn,
Die,
Death,
Hard,
Hate,
Can't,
Fate,
Heart,
Broken,
Stay,
Love.
What words
Would you like to eat?"
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
The pleasant lighting
Falling on your face,
Shifting uncomfortably
In dressy clothes.
A wine list sitting
In front of you.
The clink of champagne glasses.
A menu
Is then passed to you,
"What would you
suggest this evening?"
You ask the well dressed,
Smiling waiter.
"Well sir what are you in
The mood for?"
You shrug,
"I don't know."
"Well..."
He starts,
"Some words are deliciously
Smooth,
Like:
Circumstance,
Circumference,
Slither,
Sleek,
Sweet,
And
Finesse.
Some words crackle,
Such as:
Tickle,
Freckles,
Speckled,
Wrinkle,
Crinkle,
Torch,
Crunch,
Cacophony,
And cricket.
Some words,
Are bubbly:
Poppycock,
Preposterous,
Exaggerate,
Flammable
Graffiti,
Whisky,
Blasphemy,
Dubious.
Some words,
Are addicting:
Missing,
Lost,
Pain,
Me,
Mine,
Hurt,
Cut,
Burn,
Die,
Death,
Hard,
Hate,
Can't,
Fate,
Heart,
Broken,
Stay,
Love.
What words
Would you like to eat?"
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