Wedding Cake

This wonderful party has taken its end,

It’s time to go home, it’s time to crawl into our kingsize bed.

But where’s this longing (inside of my body) coming from?

My feet are feeling heavy,

I can’t walk anymore and I’m tipsy from the wine.

But then I see two slices of the wedding cake lying on the cake stand, and now I’m able to say that I know why my body’s longing for.

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