Grapefruit’s taste sublime
Makes my eyes bulge like Babette’s Feast.
My tongue comes alive.
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Yum. My mouth is watering.
Hi Meredith. Enjoy!
I can feel it. Nice! =)
Thanks for your comment. 🙂