VEGETARIAN
I proceeded towards the sink
When she asked me if
I didn’t care for anymore
I looked at her and she was
Glowing more than ever
I told her that it would be fine
As long as there was enough
For everybody
She smiled and said there
Was more than enough
She looked
Pretty & happy
And the kitchen comes alive
When she’s near the stove
If she was single
I would probably asked her out
Her husband must be
The luckiest man alive
I sat on the chair
Placed the plate on the table
Contemplated the food
Before me
Baptized with red salsa
And it looked
More beautiful
Than ever
Friday, April 17, 2009
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2 comments:
The path of narrative is well versed in this one indeed.
Salutations, oh brother.
Thanks... this is the love of food at a distance ...
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