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May 2015
For breakfast
a bowl of lust;
at lunch
a dish of desire;
a supper
of salacious stew:
each bite
slowly savored
then swallowed
like succulent,
steamy
bits of you.
Β Β ~mce
A hungry poem.
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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