Secret Ingredients
Red
a glimpse of crimson-
cardinals nesting in the
forsythia bush
–
a wide straw hat-
the old gardener
picks tomatoes
Missed
the scent of your hair
lingering on my pillow
greets me with the dawn
–
daybreak-
my arm draped around
your missing waist
Run
slow afternoon rain-
long twisted rivulets run
across my windshield
–
mile twelve-
drops of sweat
mark my run
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