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Words
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w o r d s

You said
Say a few
Motor mouth
Me -became wordless

Those
Heavenly
Sumptuous
Scrumptious

Foie gras
Caviar
Boursin
Petit fours

Constantly
Tripping
Sensuously
Slow dancing

Rolling off
The muscle
lolling on the floor
Of my mouth

had deserted my tongue
that had gotten tied
In knots frozen stiff
Against inner cheek

Entering the party hall
Was man of my wildest dreams
Dashing and achingly handsome
Walking straight towards me..

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