Pumpkin Pie
PUMPKIN PIE
aphrodisiacal arousal, her husband lifts from his chair
seasonal cologne wafts out from the kitchen space
most dangerous, placed, in an outside window
a husband keeps vigil next to the warmth of the pie
no one will steal his slice, he holds the knife
10/4/2017
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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