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A simple invitation,
written in prose,
fearful that the quiet voice
would disrupt the words;
the ambient light of candles
raised their courting desires.

They tasted decadence
upon the plates,
flavors of the unexpected
were thoughtful and deliberate;
the night’s delights dripped with joy
despite the moon’s absence.

The candor of sweet desserts,
slices of memorable moments;
the pieces of lingering satisfaction
on their lips.

She felt the poet’s heart
and wanted to touch his soul.

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