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
I can taste you in my mouth
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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