chocolate

you tasted like
the chocolate
melted in the middle of
the flaky golden bread
Mama warned me
be careful it’s hot
I stuck my finger in
anyway
just had to taste
it burned my little finger
you burned my growing heart
Mama rocked me
anyway
the only scar
a memory of
her love

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