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Toast to Nothing

Do not toast to tomorrow!
Unable to even gaze upon this very moment,
Is tomorrow truly a blessing meant for you?

Yes, she hesitated.
For a moment, I surrendered reality.

Before I knew it, lingering with a sweet kiss,
Suddenly, her own "Lord of the Rings"
Found its way onto my finger.

"Today too, when I get off work,
I surrender my entire body
To her sense of smell."

"It's not your bonus day today, is it?"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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