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The space between us closed in an instance

You said,

are you ready for dessert 

And waved that thing at me 

I slide so fast across the floor on knees

like a Broadway Super Star

and square up between your legs

I am I say

so ready and waiting was I for seconds

preferring now the cherry on top. 

The cake and eat it too

delicious, filling my mouth,

content I am with my treat.