A Warm Cookie

in your off-white cable-knit sweater

you’re all cute and fuzzy

like a warm cookie

you smell of sweet promises and vanilla cream batter

that I lick off the spoon

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7 Responses to A Warm Cookie

  1. Liam says:

    Oh! I know the background of this poem. It’s about a man Tanja met at one of the Wildwood Dances. He looks stunning, I have to say. Like all Greek gods rolled into one.🙂

  2. sabina says:

    Realy warm!!!!
    Čeprav so mi misli v trenutku odtavale k mami na piškotke:)
    Naj bodo tvoji trenutki čim slajši!

  3. Rumi says:

    O, ti navihanka ti! Danes si me pa prav simpatično potegnila s tem kukijem. Ko sem zagledala naslov sem že videla, kako bom v mapo s Tanjinimi recepti vpela nov list. Ampak tale pesmica je veliko boljša od recepta. Nobenega dela ni z njo, pa še redi ne.🙂

  4. janez says:

    Sploh ne zavajujoče, pač pa navdušujoče. Pravi užitek v morbidnem novembrskem začetku!

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