In perfect bliss we bake
with a pinch and a roll
and we sit side by side
our hearts roll out the dough
I cherish the dough you give me
and stuff it up my nose
trying just a nibble
wanting more dough
but in the end it's all delicious
how the needing is just so
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Poetry for your heart not for your head.
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