Dinner Bits

Such friends are quiver and quaver…

Alas, they bring flesh a flavor…

Stillness left to oscillate…

Hunger needs no plate…

You, I wish to be served…

-Madamchryzl-

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	Annette Rochelle Abe… on Transcendence \| Annette Rochel…
	johncoyote on I wish I was the morning sun..…
	johncoyote on Do we regret, things left undo…
	johncoyote on Words, never spoken… \| jo…
	CurvyElvie on Breadcrumbs of Intrigue: How t…

The Reluctant Poet