Standing by the coffee shop,
I was enjoying the moments
Of being wooed by the aroma;
A harmless flirtation with my senses
When my mouth watered to the possibility,
Relishing melting chocolate
Layered in a matronly cover –
A hard crust, my mind’s eye could not
Peer into, to delve the soft side.
Eyes remained fixed on the rising sun.
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