I know when I'm starving
And scanning the menu nonchalantly
For the most delicious thing
So I'm going to let you order for me
Your collective wisdom coalesce
Into the feast of your presence
Whatever the chef has on hand
Lentils with half an onion
Over a bowl of saffron rice
Would be nice with a little wine
To set the tongue going
On and on about forever
Tasting the time together
All the way down to our souls
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