At the bakery

A dialogue

— Your order, sir?

— I would love to have four milk breads, for they are white and soft as your snowy skin.

— Anything else?

— Two round buns, for they are curled and shiny such as your golden hair.

— Anything else?

— This blueberry cupcake, for they are blue and serene like the skies you have in your eyes.

And before you ask, I would also love to have a piece of this strawberry pie, for they are as sweet as your voice and mildly scarlet as your inviting lips.

— Anything else?

— No, my dear, that was it. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

— Next.

In honor of Ricardo Wagner (in memoriam). R.I.P., my dear friend.