Orange heart splattered on the floor
pained from cinnamon dreams
believes her autumn beauty is crushed in her fall.
Chef knowingly inhales her scent
adds the life-sustaining milk words she’s been missing
scoops her up
gently spreads her on a golden foundation
heats her 360 degrees with passion
cools her with integrity and good intention
shows her the beauty in the breakdown.
©2009 La Shaun phoenix Moore