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Confessions of a Victorian Lady Cannibal

When I proclaim
that I love you for your brains,
I’m not complimenting your smarts.   I won’t ask you to be mine
on Valentine’s,
although I’ll have captured your heart.   I’m not impressed by your wit.
Not one word of it.

It’s What’s For Dinner

Beefcake, marinated in refinement, accompanied by Danish intellectualism and artistry, seasoned with a mouth-watering “originally a gymnast” spice blend courtesy of his Wiki bio (let that sink in for a moment: ORIGINALLY A GYMNAST), and served with an admittedly bitter side dish of we-haven’t-seen-him-naked-NEARLY-often-enough-this-season.