A melted cheese triangle whispered in the warm arms of a slice of bread that was just taken out of the oven. Both of them were nervously blushing before the great adventure. They knew their love would merge with the universe and would reach the stars, once they would pass, hugging like that, through the mixer of a starving mouth and later through the serpentine towards eternity. They were lucky. The mouth that was about to eat them up with desire was a chubby toddler's mouth, smeared with Nutella all the way up to his nose. Their love will be a sweet one.
(Translated by Mălina Ţîru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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