Friday, 22 February 2013

Its 5:15am and its Breakfast



You had me unwrapping while I,
Had sleep in my eye , 
butter spread while I 
Cream both layers.  
Dripping edge has me licking lips. 
Black coffee on gentle sips.
Time you popping hot and up like my french toast that you are. 
Scramble away, curl and toss, sizzle and stick.
Honey trickle as i dip each break. mmmm
I will slice you orange, cherry and strawberry.
You are good. A fine morning guaranteed.

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