now
it's just to look.
to gaze at the iced
three layer cakes
and donuts.
the eclairs,
the pastry and muffins
all hot
and lined up on the shelf.
i inhale the warm
aroma of sugar and flour
baked.
i salivate and smile, remembering
when.
it's just like how i remember
you of late.
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