Cookie dough
A spoon
A tub
It was clear
As a
Chocolate chip
i was eating raw cookie
dough
All alone
Merely
finished
when you walked in
your eyes landed
right on me
your apron
covered in
flour
I smiled
and hide
the spoon flies
right into
Your forehead
like a
trampoline
it bounces off
on to the floor.
w
hat
a
douame
(Douame- a word used for shame with the use of dough)
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clasping roses {√}
Poetry❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
