Cookie In The Jar (refill)

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Knew he was smitten
by first light,
not because of his happy face
or the way he moved within
me last night 

But the way he offered
me the last cookie 
And I, the lady he fell
in love with,
Graciously declining
cookie goodness from his 
outstretched hand....

...Nah! 
snatching it like a bag thief
from his retreating hand, 
stuffing it all in
Mmmm, nice

But I give him credit,
his smile stayed
though wavered,
his lips, a little tremble 
as he gave inquiring
"Is it nice" 

But my mouth stuffed full
of cookie delight

so I nodded my approval