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Are you hungry
I sit with in the cavernous confines of your heated domain
Waiting for you hungering for you.
The cheese that blankets the inner you is delicate
yet is stretches and strings as far as my teeth will pull.
We the ones with the rustling pit fireing within us.
We beckon you, we crave you.
Your sauce red and flowing under the coating of cheese.
Abundant with life, we can only savor you.
dress you in robes of meatball and mushroom
bloom, let your scent hypmotyze my taste buds.
Falling deep within; my hands get lost inside my pockets,
fumbling, taunting, begging.
till the crispness bites me tugs me reels me in emerging with a 20 dollar bill.
The satisfaction of relieving myself of that monatary famine.
You the Pizza that engulfs us all .
All we can do is sit down and pray in thanks.
Thank you god for inventing the large size Pizza.
Bite after bite I experience the whole you and nestle you within the inner bowls of my stomach.
When all is coming to an End, I bite into your crust.
Symphanies of exstatic extasy shoots through the roof of my mouth.
penetrating my brain, paralized with the torment of cheese filled crust.
for now I am complete,
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~Esen
What is everyone doing in my room?
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