By Sanniah Hassan
It was exquisite, she said
made from the best.
was she for real? Or was it pretend?
I nearly burned down
the kitchen and the house,
yet she insisted it was divine.
Reluctantly I take a spoonful
and put it to my lips
Woah!
the taste, the way it melted in my mouth –
it made me feel alive.
That smile on her face made me so proud.
"I did it", I screamed.
Feeling the accomplishment of it all.
"To us", she said.
As she raised her glass to toast,
and the rest was past.
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