The first time we met, we clicked.
You and your versatile flavors
me and my desires for you
The first time we touched, we're one.
your small body cupped in my hands
your buttercream on my lips
since that day, we're joined at the hips
And when we parted, I sobbed.
your last piece I engulfed
your life that I robbed
But tomorrow we'll meet again
with the help of flour and butter
In my kitchen you'll be born again
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