Breakfast.
In nothing but my yellow high heels,
I woke up to you.
The morning looked warm and felt new,
as the sun filled up the room.
The sheets were fresh,
and so were you.
My high heels pointed to the ceiling
as you "filled" my cup.
That morning for breakfast you had me,
sunny-side-up.
-Shannon Masayo
This is one of my favorites. I love the way it rolls off your tongue and leaves you with a big smile on your face. kudos
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