Transient Love
Transient Love
I sat on a cliff
overlooking the sea
high above the surf
tasting the salty edge
Tides are a mix
of flavors, both sweet
and sour, columns one
and two….
Truck Stop
I know hot and spicy, and
here you bring me cold and
bland
The chef just quit
she tearfully informed me
the saddest
loveliest blue eyes
Fitted with an apron
love was back on the
menu….
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