Day 5.
let's go out on a date
not a dinner one, but lunch
not in our finest clothes, but pyjamas
and let's not eat with forks and knives
but with our hands
and i know how much you like to gobble
the food that you order, and
i know it is just for you
for you kick me under the table
whenever i try to take a bite.
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i shall just look at you and laugh
and present a flower or
a chocolate or
something dear to you
to us, for that afternoon
i shall celebrate you
i shall celebrate us.
with laughter
and looking at you eat
the food you ordered
and the food i did
because we both know
your food is yours
and my food is yours too.
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