Secret Ingredients
Senses
opening the blinds-
the white light of a full moon
caresses your skin
–
pounding surf-
the taste of salt
on your lips
Grind
reaching from behind
the hands at his neck slowly
loosening his tie
–
watching ants-
his entire life
buttoned down
Showers
steam on the asphalt-
an early afternoon rain
slowly departing
–
evening rain-
a barn owl waits
in a hollow tree
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