Secret Ingredients
Precarious
sitting on the stoop-
strangers walking past me with
judgment in their eyes
–
icy concrete steps-
wrought iron railings
rusted through
Age
a day at the beach-
budding romance captured in
faded polaroids
–
sundown-
walking slowly
hand in hand
Warmth
eggnog on the stove-
mace and cinnamon dress the
bottom of my glass
–
a glowing hearth-
outside the sun sets
on new year’s day
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