And lovely are the moments after
When mouth still full and soon digested
Abruptly closes an evening delighted;
To languish both, to contemplate,
Dream the dream of utter fulfilment,
Though fleeting pleasure that it is;
Then mutter words to thank sous chef
And lift them as they've knelt too long
At the altar of a rapacious appetite,
So lovely are the moments after.
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Refugees of Reason
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