Ode to your beauty
Ode, to the divine grace that hath brought forth your presence
The light hue of extravagance in your aura
that soeth fill mine being with tender rapture
Just to think upon your touch makes my toes curl and my breath short
Blood flows become rapids of intoxicating euphoria before
the aroma of your fleeting existence
Truly exquisite is each moment spent with you by my side
Never a second is dull whilst you are within my sights
Never a thought wasted whilst the thought lands on you,
my cherished flavor Geisha
Come, let the ebb and flow of mortal time be but a mirage
as we skip across the lily pads of spatial reason
What does that even mean, you ask?
Shhh, baby, loveth knoweth no verbal boundaryeth.
If only this last moment of splendid delight could be extended
but a few more chews
If only when your time came I could sweetly refuse
But, alas, 'twas not meant to be,
So I bid farewell as your last remains come to know extinction
Adieu, to you, through and through, with this last chew.
Goodbye, scrumptious Waffle.
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