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I heard my tongue scream

I heard my tongue scream YES!!!! YES!!!!! OH GAWD YES!! The fork trembled The knife hesitated The maple syrup Dripping lips quaked. Cage free egg yolks Filled the craters Of the unexplored waffle terrain Soft, plump cheeked strawberries Crept closer to the golden shore Blushing as the bacon sizzled at them A knife parted the sea of syrup Allowing it to mingle To taunt, tempt and torture The taste buds Of a once insatiable beast The last vestige Of this gustatory grandeur The hint of maple Caressing my moustache Tormenting a tortured tongue Arousing a need to Gently lick That prickly collector Of memories In search of savory crumbs

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Date: 2/11/2024 4:02:00 PM
This made me laugh - and then again with the moustache memory collector. J :)
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Date: 2/10/2024 12:42:00 PM
It sounds delicious. It would be breakfast, lunch, or dinner for me, since I never discriminate against waffles just because of time of day. This is a superb free verse.
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Date: 2/10/2024 9:10:00 AM
Damn... now I feel hungry! Nicely done John..
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