Wednesday, September 29, 2010

The One With The Trust.

Dear Lover,

I have a feeling.
You'll be the sort.
That will dip your finger into my mixing bowl.
And with a swipe.
Bring it to your lips.
Without hesitation.

Despite the fact that the last time you'd taste-tested.
You'd had to break it to me that I'd accidentally grabbed the salt instead of the sugar.


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