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KNEADING TIME
Squatting
wide-eyed she stares
light from the window
ignites her emerald eyes
colors slowly deepen
thrilled with the gradual rise
biting her lip she waits
with ardent anticipation
the heady aroma exacerbates
her lust for a new taste sensation
Opening slowly
exhaled hot air
bombards her smiling face
reddening her porcelain cheeks
making her eager heart race
quickly reaching
gleeful, urgent extraction
pausing, admiring the glistening ridge
perfect shape, firm satisfaction
Hungry for the whole
sated by a mouthful
with sweet honey on top
tongue glides over succulent lips
savoring every drop
unsure at first of her talent to please
now confident in her gift
flavor explosions rendered with ease
by passion, yeast, and flour to sift
wide-eyed she stares
light from the window
ignites her emerald eyes
colors slowly deepen
thrilled with the gradual rise
biting her lip she waits
with ardent anticipation
the heady aroma exacerbates
her lust for a new taste sensation
Opening slowly
exhaled hot air
bombards her smiling face
reddening her porcelain cheeks
making her eager heart race
quickly reaching
gleeful, urgent extraction
pausing, admiring the glistening ridge
perfect shape, firm satisfaction
Hungry for the whole
sated by a mouthful
with sweet honey on top
tongue glides over succulent lips
savoring every drop
unsure at first of her talent to please
now confident in her gift
flavor explosions rendered with ease
by passion, yeast, and flour to sift
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