A seed yellowed brightly gleamed with full promise

Sizzled in heat to explode

To gargantuan proportion

Peaks and pocks that in its white plume

Cause such ache to savour for the longest time

Only to dissolve swiftly once tasted

What was once seemed substantial but left now naught an empty husk

A disappoint in knowing that only one,

Even in its alluded puffed promise

 Could never satisfy

To be forgotten in the quick by the taste of another

You and I in a popped corn goodbye


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