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We're not so different, you and I

Thirty-three vertebrae down the spine

Yet your décolletage is soft

Far more delicate than mine

Let your calmness turn to angst

Clammy skin adds salt to taste

Streams of tears enhance the flavor

All of which I need to baste

Screech and cry

Shake in fear

Just on the brink of a coma

Beg and writhe

Charred and seared

I'm enticed by your aroma