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Dear Stud Muffin

A story of true love.

By Call Me LesPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Dear Stud Muffin
Photo by freestocks on Unsplash

We met in a café.

It was love at first sight,

But I tried to hold in my delight.

Instead I ordered a latte.


From the across the room,

I locked eyes on your form,

You were far from the norm.

And your scent did loom.


I could stand it no more.

I must hold you now,

For you I would bow.

O'er to your side I tore.


I adore you, my dear!

Let us return to my seat.

You are my treat.

I don't care if they leer.


I bring you to my lips.

Your body's perfection.

Your sweetness far, far, far too good to mention.

Like a woman possessed, I gobble, then sip.


Oh! Stud muffin! I love you.

But alas, our moment is done.

Was it good for you? I swear it wasn't just fun.

And I'll never forget you.


My darling,


chocolate chip,


By David Todd McCarty on Unsplash

A satire for the "Across the Room" Challenge on Vocal Media :)

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About the Creator

Call Me Les

Aspiring etymologist and hopeless addict of children's fiction.

If I can't liberally overuse adverbs and alliteration, I'm out!

Instagram @writelesplaymore

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Comments (1)

  • Misty Rae2 years ago

    LOL, love this! I can honestly say I've never felt this way about a muffin. :)

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