Unfamiliar lips kissed,
And impatient...
May never find anyone,
Wishing for more of that...
Than a pawing done to pick,
A preference.
For the purpose to warm up some heat.
To please a required taste.
Regardless of whose oven is used,
Or what it takes for the cook,
To know who shows a more personalized appreciation.
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