“Breakfast” by: Fernand Leger, 1921
A perfect pair
so round and warm
soft but firm
begging for a nibble
my desire piqued
my heartbeat quickens
I lick my lips
drool threatening to dribble
dreamed all night
how each luscious bite
undoubtably will please me
two breakfast eggs — over easy
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rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: dVerse
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