Mille Feuille
Beneath the crackling cellophane and words written on words, find something more to get your teeth into. Shiny, smooth sweetness slicked over a firm, tart crispness. As you take that first bite; hear the crack of sticky shards and crunch that rosy, delicious, pale centre. A guilty pleasure? Peel away the mille feuille layers in this grown-up pass-the-parcel; know it’s no game as you discover my secret desire.
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Fondantfancy
I'm relatively new to poetry writing....I've had some fantastic support from a wonderfully supportive friend who's taught me a lot. I'm hoping he may read this one day and recognise himself... All you need to know about me is I love cake and...
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