She counts her calories,
Reminders that even her hips
Can lie, as they lye quietly against
His leg, hesitant to breathe,
Soft as a kiss, yet longing to exhale,
Winds of respite from the calories,
Counted silently, amid
Vegetables and fruits, some fiber
Proteins in hues of solid colors,
Like a gesture to be weighed
After the sins of swallowing whole,
Devouring meals of fats
Who...
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