me
what my favorite muffin was.
i pondered
the question.
anything warm
from the oven, i told her.
sweet
and iced.
something that puts a smile
on my face
when i take a bite
after removing the little apron.
she laughed and said,
i know your kind,
i know what you're looking for.
you want
a one-night stand,
don't you?
shame on you,
you old man.
no, i told her, just a muffin.
just a warm
muffin
from the oven,
and coffee, that will do.
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