Her passion sizzled like bacon
on the frying pan of her heart.
It snapped and crackled with each lick
of heat that sparked within her as she tried to play
it cool as iced coffee and not become scrambled
over little acts of kindness
that were presented to her
from a beautiful creature whom carried themselves like brunch.
She longed for orange juice sunrises and cereal boxes to house her thoughts.
Everyone knows breakfast is the most important,
and she was starting to believe the same about you.