Croissant
crispiness of the aroma
churlishness of butter, hidden flavours
of its own fragrance
out of the oven
into my mouth
concealing my pleasure
sinking into the soft cushions of the nibbled layers
the unsuspected tongue
relishing it
with a fervent cup of
hot tea
on a post rainy day
sunny, half dry and half wet
translucent doors of the bakery
the beam of the sun
enhancing the memoirs of the baked dishes
as the aroma reaches the nose
and the body
an autumn morning
page 3 rumors of affairs
bites and bites of bites
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