Still awake with willing silliness

      What am I really doing awake? Perhaps waiting
for something in a hope or a long ago dream. Either
way I best stop searching, right?

      Oh come laugh with me. Press the table in front
with a glass of wine. Entice the mind to sit for a while.

      Oh hum. Waiting game for the yeast to set and
rise. Then the rolling begins. Hmm. The setting is
indeed a sight to behold.

     Come, laugh with me in my powdered nose
scenery and the countertops decorated with
measuring cups and spices.

     Yes join in with the hints of hidden giggles as
I only smear the flour from nose to cheek. Ah no
reason for trying to clear off just yet.

    Let me take you by the hand and show off the
progress of baking. The details of what is left to do.
Are you interested, even, in knowing?

    Ah it doesn't matter, I still will display all my
works. Come chime in on the clues of my joy.
Entertain your eyes with my radiant sapphire blues.

   Enjoy the view of quirkiness at it's best. Seated,
momentarily, within the kitchen. Please allow me
to show you my silly dance. Now laugh with me as
I twirl too fast and fall against the refrigerator. Ah
come you must want to chuckle, if not just smile
sheepishly.

   Here now, not too much laughter. I may not be
able to conclude my task if I hold too much silliness
inside me.

   Ah just thinking of super silliness, I recall how I am
when I move a mattress. Just the flopping of the item,
oh watch as the stitches in my side grow stronger
still.

   Hmm. Now, now back to my goal. Come, take my
hand and we will talk. Of ourselves and the new joys
we have come across in recent times. Granted only
if you want.

  Yes all under your command. I still bake but hope
you want to see end results. Smirking. Hmm.