cold morning freezing night

black tea filling the dawn
in a cloud with fragrances of longing ...

cream cake, sweetening a morning
full of anxiety for the breaking of the wall of silence ...

apple, shining ruby shades
for a foolish hope dead at birth ...

cinnamon, spice enhancing flavors
of knowledge that should anticipate the tear ...

corn bread, tradition is still what it always was,
fascinated by the prospect of honey-colored eyes ...

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