Baking scented love Rich in aroma Outwitting my senses With chewy bites Nothing draws me in more Insisting I partake Every single time Same thing happens when I see you
Pick your favorite dessert and do an acrostic No calories consumed.
In between the greying and the silvering work and life the sombre brooding of time and the lull after the storms poetry crept upon me word by word phrase by phrase in a metaphor letters from the heart filling voids of loneliness with welcome solitude