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Sated

Fatigue, foul mood, cold day  
second thoughts    
circumstance matters not;      
     
He doesn't stop    
kneading dough    
     
On the contrary      
turns up the heat    
bakes negativity away      
     
its sticky-soft doubt rising
into a sweetly hardened crust    
     
Believable    
Beautiful, delectable      
     
our tongues sated    
in afterwarmth    
of hot buttered loaves     
     
melting between our lips      
dribbling down our chin      
     
~    
     
     
     
     
True story, no bull crap    
For J;  the most remarkable      
baker of Love I've ever known.      
🍞💜
Ahavati
Written by Ahavati
Published | Edited 8th Dec 2017
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