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I want to eat your words
roasted and dipped
in a balsamic
vinaigrette
then lavishly
tumbled
in sesame seed
crumbles
I want to eat your words

I want to smoke your dreams
rolled up and lit
in a big fat
cigarette
I would deeply
inhale
every pretty little
herbal detail
I want to smoke your dreams

I want to drink your intentions
straight with no chaser
in a
blue collar bar
I'd pave over well
that ribbon of highway to hell
I want to drink your intentions

I want to have you for dinner
with some sugar snap peas
and a nice Chardonnay
I'd lick clean my dish
even have seconds
if I wished
lookout
I'm gonna have you for dinner

Rene ~ June 2012
A little Magpie fun

Image credit: Klaus Enrique Gerdes
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  1. Tumblewords:June 3, 2012 at 11:21 PM

    I'll drink to that! Tasty...

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  2. TrellissimoJune 3, 2012 at 11:24 PM

    Ha ha! What a feast! LOL :)

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  3. Other MaryJune 4, 2012 at 4:03 AM

    Now that really makes me think about the phrase, 'having company for dinner!' I like your use of repetition and the progression of stanzas.

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  4. Brian MillerJune 4, 2012 at 6:16 AM

    well now that could be rather fun...especially considering how the intentions go down....smiles.

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  5. Susan AndersonJune 4, 2012 at 12:34 PM

    Sounds like one enticing meal, for sure!

    =)

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  6. HelenJune 4, 2012 at 1:22 PM

    Eating, smoking, drinking ~ I'm in, at least for one night!!

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  7. Carrie Van HornJune 4, 2012 at 3:24 PM

    A woman that knows whwat she wants! :-)

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  8. Judy RoneyJune 4, 2012 at 10:41 PM

    I love this - part sensuous and part feast! :)

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  9. signed...bkmJune 5, 2012 at 12:08 PM

    I love that blue collar cocktail....you set the atmosphere for a great story here..bkm

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  10. MichaelJune 5, 2012 at 5:18 PM

    amazing as always. Love this one too.

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  11. Brian MillerJune 5, 2012 at 10:28 PM

    smiles...good evening rene...9 more days...yikes...tomorrow is our last woohoo! smiles.

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  12. PearlJune 11, 2012 at 2:06 PM

    :-) Rene, I just loved this. So playful...

    Pearl

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  13. Brian MillerJune 12, 2012 at 6:58 PM

    back again, third time is a charm...smiles...hope you are well rene

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  14. SemaphoreJune 12, 2012 at 11:14 PM

    Quite a clever presentation, turning well-known aphorisms into provocative refrains.

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  15. AnonymousJune 13, 2012 at 12:56 PM

    Great picture!

    "I want to have you for dinner
    with a nice Chardonnay..."

    I'm having an ox-tail dinner, and smiling!

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  16. AnonymousJune 13, 2012 at 1:57 PM

    a fun and tasty write! i enjoy the levity and festivity here. ~jane

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  17. Ann ImigJuly 17, 2012 at 4:03 PM

    Makings of a great country song.

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