Croissant

I was interested, but unsure if you felt the same.

A bread and coffee shop served as our mutual domain.

Our interactions resembled the fare served there.

Light and buttery.
Deep, dark, and robust.
Sweet and sharp.
Stickiness that tickled the fancy…

Unlike the weather, our growing interactions never waned

But when you said my name and asked if I wanted to leave our mutual domain,

What left my lips wasn’t the yes, that claimed my center, but rather an abrupt question,

‘Can I get a plain croissant?’

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