Secret Ingredients
Heat
my head in your hands
your eyes locked on mine pushing
hard against my lips
–
ripe cherries-
the sweet taste
of your seduction
Parched
staring down into
another empty bottle
devoid of answers
–
august sun-
tumbleweeds across
a dry creek
Addiction
a candle and spoon-
the bare bulb above her head
casts a harsh shadow
–
on the corner-
slowing headlights
catch the rain
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