Real fine china
dishes full of
tasty delights
smooth wine
spilled on the clean
tablecloth
wide open windows
let the light in
cupcake pudding creamy surprise
the strength of sturdy outposts
Eyes focused down the isles
the rooftop is leaking and
the rain is coming in
Morning coffee colored skin
rub against
the blanket of the bed
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