Poem No. 37: Melted

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Like cold butter,

I was always meant

To be softened –

Whether by time

Or warmth

Or being left out too long.

I was always meant

To be part of something better

Something bigger –

Not a standalone and salty ingredient.

And you –

You were never meant to be alone.

Like flour,

You’re meant to be mixed in

And cling to my stickiness.

Together, we are the foundation

For the perfect pastry.

You always did like cake.

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