An Ode to Waffle

Dear Waffle,
your sweet yellow skin is so sweet
when I think of it feels like my toungue is covered with sweets
many lines are covered in your skin
you are changing your body
when I don't spread syrup to you
but when I spread a syrup over you,
the smell swirms through my nose
your outer skin is so crusty like a hard bread
but on your inside you are so soft and warm like a feather


I eat you every day when I was at home
 I miss you
maybe you are in your home, refrigerator, waiting for me
but you can wait for a few days
I will come back from home
I'll miss you