“Pensive Pour Over”
It occurs when you smile
Then laugh as only you can
Or how you fill my soul with joy
With that look half playful, half coy
I know I’m yours, nobody else’s
Yet you were out by the lake late
When I wanted you there to hold
My desire for you was terribly bold
Then strolling in you build anticipation
Smoothly coming toward me for embrace
Your scent, grasp, and mere embodiment
Hysterically arouse senses now pouring over
Hardtack Rat 
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