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Spices on a Salad of Emotions
He wears white while
I wear nothing.
He loves me but throws vegetables at me
during jealous rages around midnight.
All these phallic symbols!
Imagine my delight at seeing
cucumbers exploding across rooms,
scattering their seeds and shards, and
bleeding out vitamin C on the carpet.
Then when it was over
I kissed you
just to remind you of another time.
I am more and more amazed
I am more and more amazed with each poem of yours that I read.
Starward
Beautiful poem! Great capture
Beautiful poem! Great capture of emotion, sweetness and violence together, but not in conflict. Each time I read the poem, I like it even more. Great write!