My sweet danish poem

as you make me want
and since then I saw you
behind this bare glass
where you were all spread out
.
with your so great beauty
I would have liked to touch you
to lick you I would have loved
but I had to admire you
.
in your golden dress
but I felt cursed
nor to be able to eat you
nor to be able to taste you
.
because of my illness
I can not eat sweet
and can only look at you
you my fruit Danish

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