You give me simple pleasure, As I bite into your inner layer. I love you in the morning In between a bagel, Sometimes with bacon.
In the afternoon, By a saladβs side you sit, With my favorite edibles- Arugula, red peppers, fresh peas, Black and green olives, Topped with chicken, cheese, Sesame vinaigrette, and, A few croutons for crunch.
You are an Egg, but so much more.
The texture and depth of your yolk, Sublime and sumptuous; Your outside solid, yet undefined; Balancing textures with whatβs inside.