Daily Bread
Tongue-fondling fingertips, toe tops.
Fermented fervor fusing outside of you and I;
A limited expression unlimited.
Harried telephone chats…of plans:
Birthday, payday, Christmas day, holy day.
Arm-locked walks, wobbling anywhere.
“How’s this look with my blue coat?”
Knowing shrug.
Hello hug. Flowers, sans occasion.
Leftovers. Lobster at “Le Trap”.
“…Amen.”
“ Wan an.” “Bonne nuit”. “G’night…”
Lip-fondling omelets, perfected nourisher.
Risen as one, re-begun.
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(daily bread)
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