by Utahna Faith
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long-stemmed glasses, all sophistication.
Until we start kissing, then playfully trading olives
with our mouths. We cause a scene, a happy one.
Later our tongues will caress one another's
most delicate places. Men will dream of us.
Lilly and I. Love. Martinis.
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