Recipe For Love
I don’t think
there is a definitive recipe
for love--
I mean, I’ve fried
broiled
baked
and no two
ever
come out
exactly the same--
and, maybe,
that is the compelling
mystery:
if it could be duplicated
precisely
somehow love
would not
remain love,
would it?
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