Cookie Dough Love

I think of it when I hear that song
the one from Tangled
about
coming out of the darkness
realizing where you went wrong
all that whatnot.
What love cannot transform, will anything?
And in this memory
(which incidentally
hasn’t happened to me yet)
there is cookie dough
on my fingers
and a smile
on your face
and a brand new sky
over our heads.
Guitar –
do you hear it?
There is love there,
in the cookie dough.
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