Sunday, March 9, 2014

You're Beginning To Look A Lot Like Breakfast

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. 

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