Roast Turkey
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1 min readJan 30, 2017
Vince: cause food is sexy ;)
Do not leave me:
Cold and dead, in the dark
Behind closed doors.
Savory oils
Rubbed over my chilled skin
Massaging flesh
Hollowed out by
Probing fingers: gut wrenched,
Yawning, void begs.
Slowly stuffed,
Piece by piece, the empty places
Gorged and full.
Heat things up:
Core soaked in pungent juices,
Steamy simmer.
Devour it all;
Lips lay waste to this morsel
Till satisfied.
