I Took My Wife To Breakfast
I took my wife to breakfast nearby two lovers
briefly nibbled on each others ears we ate
our pancakes and our sausages were sweet
as candy-apple lips and forgotten flowers
from the mornings of our youth
their ankles and their knees
caressed beneath the table-top
while the sugar in our coffee soon dissolved
I ate my food and made small talk
but wistfully my hearing strayed
the restaurant was good
where four lovers might have been
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