Giulio Malcangi

Fudge bar

Butter
and chocolate,
melted by bain-marie.

Sugar, eggs and flour,
amalgamate,
no lumps i want to see.

She bursts into
the cafè,
for a Latte
and Canelé,

At the bar,
she's sitting,
talking
to her friend.

She smiles at me.

(Time stops.
The corn pops.
I'm everywhere
and nowhere,
surrounded by streamers
and polka dots.

And like the fudge,
I melt in the oven of love).



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