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A Recipe for Two Souls

Take and eat these words
I prepared them for you
butter and salt
sprinkled with truth
the spice and the sweet
romance in this case
this recipe requires infatuation
and emotion for the taste

Take and eat these words
We found this one day
We talked for a minute
but now we’ve fallen astray
I fear the end is near
but I still have more to do
we’ve walked in the darkness
the light shines through

you
take and eat these words 
for these words are my heart
beginning in winter
ending in part 
of a misunderstanding
oh how these words did spin
a misdirection that 
pointed us in

the meal came in crashing
the dessert laced with cyanide
cornered and fractured
the conclusion is verified
these words are burnt
no sugar no more
I’ve taken and eaten your words
they have rotted my core

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