Wake up, my sunny star
be amazed
what is served
on this orange breakfast table
Can you smell the sweetness of life
You may taste the bouquet
the glimpse you have yearned
throughout all these years
of lonely sitting
Drink the juice of the dawn
lick the honey in my hands
eat the yummy from my ribs
snatch me in you
and hear the sound of bellflowers
Be fulfilled from the meal in me
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