a beautiful blend of a faulty air flow
& anxiety that electrocutes my body
mixing with a wooden spoon
i make sure to stir away the splinters
& carefully craft the shape of it
until the mixture is finished
it sounds like your vivacious voice
and smells like relief
i lick the spoon
now free of splinters
& feel emotion drip down my throat
one last ingredient is missing
& i could go without
but the mixture is sweeter
with affection sprinkled about
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