Assignment 10
Baking Bread
As if the entire earth is silent,
A slow and low
moan.
White-laced,
a Sweet face.
It sweeps away discomfort in a
soft embrace.
The presence of honey
as if it were a warm blanket
wraps around you,
just you.
The texture changes,
unprecedented.
Almost at its peak,
just a little longer.
Through this exchange,
a sense of wonder
is deranged.
There is nothing like this
in the world,
A sound so silent,
it disappears.
As these thoughts flow,
flow through the air
through my mind,
the light, gentle pillow
sings to you
it's time to sleep.
As if the entire earth is silent,
A slow and low
moan.
White-laced,
a Sweet face.
It sweeps away discomfort in a
soft embrace.
The presence of honey
as if it were a warm blanket
wraps around you,
just you.
The texture changes,
unprecedented.
Almost at its peak,
just a little longer.
Through this exchange,
a sense of wonder
is deranged.
There is nothing like this
in the world,
A sound so silent,
it disappears.
As these thoughts flow,
flow through the air
through my mind,
the light, gentle pillow
sings to you
it's time to sleep.
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