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Love is not a yolk.

For you it was love at first bite. You ripped out my heart and dropped in an egg. A few minutes on the stove and it was fused there forever.

And what did you do with my heart? The one you ripped out?

You smothered it in jelly. And down the hatch. “It’s that delicious combination,” you said. The sweet and the salty that gets me every time.

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