Enchantment
Sweet orange slices and cinnamon
complete the palate of warm winter.
Treat yourself anytime you’re able,
deplete icicles let them splinter.
Dripping slovenly off of your lips,
skipping polish they bring enjoyment.
Whipping each sense into a frenzy,
dipping flavor in cool enchantment.
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