Wager Sweet

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The Romantic Bard

she said he needed slumber

to fuel the places drained

by his desire to provide...

like he always did.



so they wagered reasons;

they fashioned romance

in the subtle guise of desire...

like they always did.



and he wandered into the dark

emptied pockets and memories

and drifted off in thoughts of her...

like he always did.



and she giggled, claiming her status

"you napped, I win!"

I love you baby's, were whispered...

like they always did.



she adorns him, pressing her sweetness

into the fiber of his being, while he feeds her

chocolate covered strawberries and coffee...

like they always will.


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