“Dare I say breakfast?
Darling, you can say anything you desire…
perhaps that’s part of the problem.
Sunset had never looked so enchanting,
in it’s misty, transient passafe, it was only sunrise.
There was nobody I’d rather throw my fruit at,
the best kind, no time for berries.
Too hungry to eat eggs, you devoured them whole,
devoured like sex, mauling the soul.
Moments fade, but never this one,
you were arrogant enough to etch a place in my memory.
As though it were yesterday,
you were the best kind,
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