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By Ryan Submitted by RDunzy Date: 2011 Jun 13 Comment on this Work [[2011.06.13.21.43.26322]] |
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What man couldn’t get lost. Sitting there in this dimly lit, almost closed for the night restaurant Perfectly cocooned in the corner booth Seemingly lost and not wanting to ask for directions I would have no problem letting hours slip by just so I could sit here and watch you Not even the tiramisu, passionately crafted by a mean little pastry chef could compare to the delicious treat sitting next to me No smell in the room, not even the perfectly seared and seasoned bistecca could hold a candle to your delicate and beautiful scent Not too much, not too little In just the right proportion so that a subtle breeze would allow just a hint to blow in my direction totally lost, tying secretly to deconstruct the aroma filling the air. Clean. Exotic. Subtle. Tropical. Intoxicating. Vibrant. Perfect. Just sitting here admiring, completely lost and not wanting to ask for directions. -ryan |