My taste buds are aroused
At the thought of her tantalizingly delicious apple pie
My heart is quivering with excitement
The rowdy thoughts of fantasy are crisscrossing my mind
My medulla oblongata is overloaded
By all the excited pulses coming from my brain
I crave for the sweet nectar of her apple pie
At the bottom of my heart
I have erected an extraordinary appetite
For the deliciously tasting apple pie
I have nothing more to say
Except that I want her
By my side
Serving me her favorite recipe
Her succulent apple pie
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