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You'll never call me sugar,
But maybe you'll let me be your artificial sweetener.

And sweetie, I'm not going to give you my heart,
But maybe, if you're lucky, I'll cut out a kidney
And sell it on the black market.

Don't get your hopes up though.

Spoon me into your tea until I am unable to dissolve
And incapable of melting into your arms.

Drink your Earl Grey,
Which must, by now, be the consistency of pudding,
And don't worry about talking to me Sweet and Low
Because this isn't Splenda

It's absolutely splendid.
it almost feels wrong to label this as romantic poetry.
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LiavoTheHappyStag Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010
You're quite good at using the mundane to illustrate a point.
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Cayleigh-Chan Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010
I love this!
This is sooo being featured! ^^
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