Eggshell cracked on your heart
With my soul pouring out
My juices sweet and tart
The rest abandoned there
On the floor by my bed
My hips, lips, toes, and skin
Fingers, shoulders, and head
While I'm mixed into you
Baked hotly in your arms
My mind dumb at your touch
Enchanted by your charms
To wake up when you leave
To grieve the closing door
When I must pick things up
And be that egg once more
-o0o-
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