Once Upon a Tarte

Here in the amber light

perched comfortably on a cushioned seat

in a window filled with

a tower of oatmeal cranberry scones.

Beyond the panes, it grows dark

fearless, for that is another world.

In here with my herbal tea,

steaming a rosy cheek and

pen dancing on artists paper,

I am here with you, a display of love for all to read

for all to see.

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