ready for her to eat me,
who cares the time or place
but let the sugar fall
where it may,
let the crumbs gather
in all the places,

we’ll cleanup later-
for now,
for now!
let us crumble love
full in the pan!
turn up the heat
baking and baking
until you’re golden brown
and our fallen pieces
rest on cellophane!

4 Jan 09