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Monday November 26th 2012, 2:09 am

Lifting up the cool cannister, then angled, and a “pfffft”. Layering puffs of white billowy yearnings over the golden tans. Raising up pronged steel followed by a swift smooth motion diving downward, in. Scooping and a slight twirl reveals glistening simple saucy desire, a wafting of beckoning aroma. Tiny flecks lightly crumble away from the carved out suppleness elevating through the small distance of air to meet a final destiny, while simultaneously elevating anticipation of the first fruitful sweet and tart burst glide across my tongue. Lets do that again, shall we? Until every last scrumptious morsel has been eagerly taken.

The Life Of Apple Pie
November 2012


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