Syrup, after Waffle: a conversation in poetry

Syrup
after Waffle

glass bottle amber sunlit  liquid.
tip the bottle, drip, drip, sizzle:
waffle and sticky sweetness.
blade of knife to square, tenderly
it gives to the blade, its gentle steam.

 

annelies zijderveld © 11/16/10

 

 

Waffle
I can taste you in my mouth
Your tenderness
Your gentle steam
Dripping with sweetness
Your feed my hunger
And satisfy my crunchy dreams

 

Seletta M Raven (C) 10/17/10

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