Pho
Your long-ness, stick-ness, hotness, and even sometime your sweetness and saltiness make me feel so good inside, nothing can break us apart. I could soak you up and bathe you every night and day. Pushing you back and forth with my hands sometimes makes me all wet. I could put you into a magical machine of wetness and mix you all up, flipping you up and down, side by side, and still there's nothing wrong with you.
Man, you take care of me like I'm your own baby. You could complete my dreams, satisfy and fulfill my whole world, and you make me believe that I could live longer. Eating and slurping you up can make me sweat so much, full my stomach, and make me hungry so fast. You make me have runny nose, thirstiness, and make me have sensational feelings.
The feeling of you in my mouth, wants me to keep you in my heart forever. Nothing can make me feel as good as you do. I love you, noodles.
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