Oh alluring wishes,
Dreams which start to become true.
Lying inside that bowl,
The can of condensed milk churns.
As 14 ounces of milk are poured,
White strands mix in making a sweet aroma flow.
Soon 3 eggs fall over in the mix,
white and yellow gracefully completing each other.
Vigorously whipping, Carefully Mixing.
Blending into a smooth and superb cream.
Oh bewitching wishes,
Dreams that slowly takes form.
A fine cream pour inside a mold,
Meeting a dazzling brown.
A Mold placed over the frying pan,
Encountering the boiling water.
There they lie, In the middle of the steam waiting,
It's sweet perfume captive those who are near.
Baking for an entire hour,
its then let off to cool.
Oh Tempting wishes,
Held within.
Through the dark of the night,
In the cold of the refrigerator, it awaits.
Till the sun arrives,
And it's taken.
With the help of a knife,
It is carefully freed from its mold.
Revealing a Golden magnificence,
A Piece of Dreams which became Real.
"Gentle Smiles to warm the heart,
Kind words to comfort.
Masks that hide the truth,
Hollow words without meaning.
Meaningless kindness from those who doesn't care,
Words of piety.
Which hurt more than the truth."
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