Monday, July 02, 2007

Fast Food Luncheon

Where I live
there are people
who call their partners
honey. Love, all through long life,
common and solid.

For one whose endearments are rare,
it would be like bathing
in a pool of roses, intoxicated with the scent.
And their children grow up strong and graceful
braced by warm hands.


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