Well, darling, at least there's chocolate, and this poem.
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Tell Her We Are Friends by Judith Pordon
After I gave you frozen agua, so that each tear of longing could melt into your thirst, drop by drop, as she watched, wondering why that woman was so nice to you and how long had you been drinking?
There is only platonic love between us, as we gaze at each other, steady and clear, our needs forever unmet.
She can have you every day. Your socks, your hunger. I'll take your thirst with me and drink from those wide eyes that look at me always, letting go.
Go ahead. Te amo.
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