Have you ever?
Tasted a secret?
Covered up smiles?
Melted from a word?
Stirred life among the dead?
Savored every step?
Simmered passion for hours?
Blended two into one?
Chilled under covers?
Smoked up the sheets?
Steeped in sensations?
Sliced up your day?
Measured your time?
Scalded a love?
Eaten your vow?
Wondered how?
I have taken the mixture, prepared the ingredients, placed into a large bed of love, allowed to sit and rise, then gently eased caressed into something safe to hold it so, then allowed to bake with warmth, when ready I have turned it out, and gazed upon its beauty, tasted its core, seen its centre and known it was I that made it so.
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