Romance

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Romance

The apple rolls,
a wobbly wheel,
past the melting butter,

the bronze pepper mill,
standing as a knight,
pride and glimmer,

to the knife’s cool silver
where it rests, bowing,
its black stem dipped

above the white napkin,
against your skin,
warm and soft.

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