HYALINE

Hi Madeleine! I said. You shined. After The Auld Lang Syne. I said Look who it is? You are here! And I haven’t seen you in ages In many leaning towards you years. It was in a way so sweet (my dear) as the years rolled by with wages, in an under god type of way, sorry that we kind of just faded

Yay! On the land sometimes I kind of just plodded all day. My life atleast was a piece of cake, but your birthday was belated. (Inside of the fields with a window over the odd odd bay) Your cakes in a way more than mine were star plus rated.

A knock on the door came after the music applauded that day, You were car sent alee! with the of you too bakership blues and the breeze! My bakeship-My bakership was still on parr and I knew that you probably still gleamed with the news. You came! We once dated!

Lay Lady Lay! With the ray bans with radiant beauty looks as the old flan fan flame, You were the luminary woman in black, (the gust was wagered), You had a to be catered pager, I could only just savor the moment, on bro stuff, my glowing doll with bliss, I said “I knew we would see each other later!” “We have a feeling so just in my equator”

I needed a friend, a someone I used to know as an acquittance, (my bake mate), You were no longer late fannette! for heavens sake, I was a awake! We were no longer sunshine friends, or relationship-bust-traitors

Needing to see you again as the luminary as the sun we were to continue on with the bake stuff, with the frosting cake guns. People really bought these

Ever so urgently by our recipe pens we continued on in the brand new kitchen, we were rich as chocolate from the south, again I listened to your beautiful mouth, we were platonic with our routs, our pastry chef bouts, our inside and outside plates, were so fond of us. My friend And I adore you in a way so honest

-        Avalon Dakota

-        3/16/24

-        12:31pm

HYALINE